A Cherishing Girl

Life is a depreciable assetBut for her, it’s a wonderful epithet.

She is subtle and radiant like a fully blossomed flower;She yearns to fly like a swift, but is forbidden that power.Her talks are extravagant, anger is feeble;She holds a panache look, mysterious moods and desires incredible.

Any block she enters is filled with echoing laughterBut in distress she can only yowl; this is her nature’s fetter.Nothing can keep her away from yodeling; and an evergreen peckishShe is ready to act childish and sometimes foolish.

Love to her is like a fairy tale of Cinderella and her Prince;With spirituality, her soul wants to rinse.Having known so well this pearl,One can only say – she is a CHERISHING GIRL.