An ordinary poem, to a very special girl

She learned her lessons and didn't want to see him again until they crossed paths

Her uniform was green, he's in the front they were weighing the past

Staring ridiculously like a spider on its prey

That girl chopped her hair

Guys liked it long, “to be more pretty” someone said 

Being unfair with herself

Called many times as “Sir” than “Ma'am”

The idea was to be mistaken, than to receive any compliments

To an ordinary girl with an extraordinary life, family and friends

She realized that God made her special in His eyes

Grateful and chosen to be in this world,

To do kindness, have strength, faith and hope