SHE….

She never said

She never forget

She never hold

She just unfolds

The love she had

The gratitude she has

Can’t be compared

Can’t be unshared

Becz she, She’s a deep

Treasure of beauty

She’s lashed with cuite pie

U can’t just see her

So full of radiance she is

To see her pure soul

To feel her great soul

Isn’t the game of a child

It takes mature insights

For only the deserving onces can

Have a chance to

have a glance of her

As she’s an Anticpiece…