Clouds were hanging like the heaven bells
Sun peeping out of the blanket blue
To watch her beauty
The green forest pregnant with berries.
We followed the black ribbon along the green river
A girl of eye-catching beauty sat beside me.
A mole on her face,
A top on her ear,
A pair of expressive eyes
Innocent red rosy lips were
About to open as a bud for a bloom.
In the backyard of her mind
……Mr X……stood with a smile,
I tried putting …X……..’s shoes
But I know not of whom she would choose.
If ever a man sees her
And fails to appreciate her beauty,
He is no normal man.
But a normal man would never ever
Believe her of being born of a human womb.