There she was
Love struck as always
Didn't have a clue
This was a new
She couldn't know
To young to be told
Experience she need to get
And with patience she will obtain
Everywhere she goes
Only lightness rose
Glistening all the world
So it becomes her home
Attracts almost all
Not all is good
Yet she must choose
Between bad and good
How to choose
She does not know
Friends will tell
Or they may break
Confused so much
Can't bear no more
Changes her look
And began anew
Time will tell
She will gain
Until then
She won't delay
Lovely
This girl---whoever your muse is---is indeed special to be the star of your works. The only thing I implore you to consider editing is your third stanza. Other than that, well penned!