She sashays, she sways
Head high, no lye
They stare, at her hair
She cares less, for their guess
She sashays, she sways
One step, no misstep
Determined, to be awakened
Life anew, as she grew
She sashays, she sways
His providence, her new confidence
Just as she is, that is His biz
The Creator’s translator
She sashays, she sways
Head high, as they come nigh
They wonder, at her personality
She ponders, it’s a mentality
She sashays, she sways
Slight grin on her face
She is here to stay
Within His grace
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