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Of your repute may I gladly
shout and aver this day most well?
You are foremost a high-born lady
of style whereof I'd love to tell,
a princess that's sage and lovely—
whose mind is like a fertile dell.

You are too oft’ a raven-haired
of graciousness that's seldom seen.
You are the friend that boldly dared
to be the one and hopeful Queen,
a source of ruth who cried and shared
her tears through eyes of limpid green.

You are to souls a fresh new start,
a renaissance of hope that's true:—
a gift of grace to the contrite heart
and to the lost that no one knew;
you are thus the most blessèd part
of faith and joy that now ensue.

"To have the soul of a poet is to feel with the mind, and to think with the heart."

~Ngoc Nguyen~

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