Her soul was made of sunshine. And sweet honey was her smile. Her hair was woven from sunny days. That girl with a soul of sunshine. She danced like she never cried. And laughed like she’d never hurt. She loved like she’d never lost. That girl with a soul of sunshine. She traveled the world from coast to coast. And never stayed in one place long. But wherever she went, people loved her. That girl with a soul of sunshine. Her days were sweet like honey. And her heart was pure as gold. Maybe someday we’ll see her again. That girl with a soul of sunshine.
An entry for @poeticden's writing contest! Thxs so much for hosting! Hope you enjoy!
