What you see from your eyes is a strong blonde sniper
But you know she struggles with insecurities
Her tight gorgeous body shows her obscurities
A woman with past pain, sometimes a bit hyper

She is sorely missing a key ingredient
From past indiscretions from her trusted loved ones
A fabric of poor health that burnt her house of nuns
No longer innocent, her force expedient

The future will be bright as she is amazing
A voluptuous grace that exudes great jewels
Wanting the best for her and avoiding the fools

Wishing upon the stars that you find the praising
A suitable partner, a wonderful rising
From the phoenix ashes, a veteran's wising