I see thousands of questions in her eyes
A beautiful maiden she has grown upto agewise
Her beauty of silence,her charm of excellence
Her smile of innocence,her talks of no nonsense
Sometimes makes me wonder
At an age as her's so tender
How can one be so mature!!
When I am alone with her
She speaks of no other person whoever
Yet for me she wishes so playfully
And blesses me always joyfully
With her my time flies by which I spend
I wish then that time had had no end!!
At my times of wildest joy
Tears of happiness together we silently cry
And at times of heartbreaking sorrow
She gives me a ray of hope for tomorrow
I know not whether it is destiny or mere coincidence
In her company I always get back my lost confidence
For me she means more than a heavenly angel
Without her I know for sure my life would be like hell!!
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