You know she is there without even seeing her,
That distinct voice and loud laugh,
You finally see her and you are blown away.
Her height, it reaches the sky.
A skyscraper,
A telephone pole,
A large tree,
Is she a basketball player?
Her hair, curly like winding back roads that never end.
As blonde as bleach,
Is she a model?
A fashionista?
What could she be?