Compassion's flower of love undying
blooms fervently within her heart.
Unruffled calm bequeathed, truly an art,
for, when your lonely soul is crying
she'll ease your pain, your tears be drying.
Her song, like summer breezes, breaks apart
the most hardened spirit; right from the start,
her hand catches tears of the children crying.
Pure and graceful, strong as the evening storm,
her words will comfort the bitter and blue
with genuine gentleness, soothing and warm.
Eyes sparkle, like diamonds, tender and true,
Kindness and love, every soul will transform
as she conquers the world, baptized anew.
Author notes
Form is the Italian Sonnet.
I decided to use yet another one of my novel-characters as a prompt, so I found a pic on deviantart that suited her personality to a t. Oh, and her name is pronounced 'tah-LEE-ah' 
I rarely write in forms, or about semi-happy stuff, but this time, it just felt right. Hope it doesn't suck!
Artist credit: "Clean II" by Callu at DA.
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Awesome
Your AN made me smile...No, it doesn't suck; it's pretty good, actually. Had to read Italian sonnets in highschool, in Italian, as I was born and raised in Italy.
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Cool! I'm half-Italian too, so I found the form to be only fitting
It's great to meet a fellow Italian here
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aww this is such a sweet poem lor-lor,
I love the sweetness of this poem, its really beautiful and I think you pulled off the form great!
well done!!
Brie
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an interesting poem but still something to smile at and just enjoy as you read it, keep it flowing.
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