A girl called Shimmer
A girl called Shimmer I once knew a girl, a girl called Shimmer She is one of the few friends I really remember I remember her hair quite brown and shiny and her gaze intimidating and scary. Her words, soothing when needed With an appearance of one to be loved Her eyes, big and lovely, Her face, cute but pretty manly. Her skin, tender and soft and she walked with so much loft. I miss our times together back in the days; when we would play and make the maize farm our maze, when we would go out and play in the rain and when we got to know why horsemen use reins. It has been over some time and we haven't met each other but I am sure when we do we'll spend more time together. Ohh Shimmer, Shimmer How I really miss yahhhh!!!! By Magnanimous Ben