To a stranger i met
grounded with emotion and depression
but uplifted and resolved.
She is a fairy tale
the kind you find in dreamland
contained and conscious.
She earned each moment we spent
like an artist she painted her thoughts
stroke by stroke she poured her heart out
decorated with devotion and selfless pride.
A rare gem
the kind lost in trend of civilisation.
A gentle soul, warm and nearly perfect.
She is spotless
but i call her Lollipop
an exceptional name for a unique princess.
