I Knew A Girl [2] Poem by Gert Strydom

I knew a girl
who was so pretty
that I did not recognize her,

in a own class,
as if she walked right out of a magazine,
who was so pretty

as if you can hardly comprehend such beauty,
she was far past beautiful,
as if she walked right out of a magazine

and no prettier girl you could get.
Till on a day that she looked so strange,
she was far past beautiful

and till then I was aware of her beauty.
I knew a girl
till on a day that she looked so strange,
that I did not recognize her.