Her blue eyes,her little hands
A little fairy in pious white
She sleeps, she smiles
She cries
O! She's an angel
She squiggles, she scribbles
All paints smearing her face
She laughs, she plays
Like a colourful butterfly
She adorns the home
O! She's an angel
For little brother
She's like mother
Being a little
She's daughter
And of same age
She's best freind
A caring sister
O! She's an angel
Ripening age, she's pretty flower
Beautiful with pink blush
With her wrists wrapped
With responsible bangles
O! She's an angel
A great nurse,
with adhering circumstances
A confidate,
beloved to her husband
O! She's an angel
With a little one in her womb
She's complete, a mother
An epitome of love
O! She's an angel
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THE PREMISE OF LOVE
PoetryMy Poetry, the art form of the soul, is an exquisite tapestry of language that weaves together emotions, thoughts, and experiences with skillful craftsmanship. It is a captivating expression of the human spirit, transcending time and culture, to tou...
