Morning, she is soothing
Tranquility and grace
Doe’s eyes with a pensive gaze
Quiet voice and sudden smile
Keen mind in pursuit of solitude
Tired, intelligent and placid
Noon, she is curious
Active and bright
Absorbed in detail, but lost in reality
Ambitious and Honest
Competitive and Loving
Upright, smart and soft
Night, she is a fire
Passion and fortitude
Eyes laughing or blazing with anger
Caring completely, but hesitant to commit
Spirit generous but fallible
Sad, sharp, and faithful
Morning, Noon and Night
Peace, Joy and Love brought to an ashen life
As if the faces of the very stars
Turned empty darkness
Into a glistening city of the blessed
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