Precious

She is a regular girl

Doing her job

Being a friend

Making her meals

In daylight she is

No different from any other person

When the night comes 

and the darkness overtakes

You can see her soft and warm glow

That she is the most precious thing

One can behold

Though indistinct during the day

She captures your heart in the night

Like this lit flower vase

Her heart is always lit

The person she is

No one ever was

Or will be

She is precious