I know a girl

I know a girl. And she is as strong as any river current or ocean tide. Life often handed her darkness, but I never once seen her cry. No one ever knew she was weak. I know a girl. And she was so thankful for all that she had. Every day she awoke, she was grateful. She breathed in her life like the scent of a sweet perfume and examined every shade of color with wide eyes. I know a girl. And she is amused by her own smile.