What hides behind those glasses
Something golden and pure
She overflows with intelligence
But how can you be so sure
Her golden-brown eyes sparkle with green
What lies deep inside her heart
Is it hatred or love
Are her eyes just the start
What hides behind those glasses
Something angelic and holy
Where is her halo
How can she glare so coldly
How is it she is never mean
She has never been a friend to the art of war
She is kind in her soul
She could spread her wings and soar
For what hides beyond those glasses
Is it a woman who is smart
Who is beauty
She does not need a lesson in the art
Is it a woman who is kind
Who is wondrous
Creative in the mind
What more hides beyond those glasses