A Likeness Poem by Douglas Williams

Like a rose,
she held herself majestically.
Each part of her,
being like a petal.

Like a bubbling stream,
so beautiful the scenery.
Each thing she did,
being swift and efficient.

Like a mountain,
she was as stubborn as can be.
Each idea she held,
she held unconditionally.

Like a mother,
her heart was blessed with love.
Each person she knew,
she loved wholeheartedly.

And like a friend,
she was first to compromise.
Each time she talked,
she held my attention fully.

And because of these things,
I adore her,
like she is part of my family.