Smiling cousins By A. Stoddard (2011)
Friend among many she wears trust
Suits of armor never to rust..
Hatred, dispute, she knows the feeling
Though the feelings never form into schemes..
Her thoughts are kind when one is not
All past rivalries have no need to be fought..
Her majesty as bright as the rising sun
Holding everyone together, a fantasy undone..
Pure to the holy pleasure of distinct happiness
Nevermore anxiety to compress..
For she brightens up each and every furthermore day
With her smile, which will never fade away..
KIT : Bonheur de vivre by Digiscrapange and Spicy Lily
