Shimmering Light pouring through the clearing
Twinkling bright stars illuminated by the moonlight
A perfect smile beaming from a gentle petal
A chriping quail the sound so soft so magical
So she sways her golden hair, proud of her majesty
So she brushes it, one thin thread at a time
Beyond the horizon her true love waiting
No time or sun beam keeps her from anticipating
Beauty she has, a silky smooth secret
The words from her tongue, the jewel of the crown
Patience and Peace her gifts are true
Like a shimmering light pouring through the clearing
She is the Golden Girl
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