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She takes me through her world
A description words fail to capture
Bruised, battered
By ugly circumstances
She still stays stout
She ensconces her pain
In the most admirable smile.
Reflecting not her fears
She is a star in the night of adversity.
Her giggles echoes
At the caress of failure
In darkness she envisages light
In pain she embraces joy
She doesn’t think of all the misery around
But the beauty that still remains
Your realities might be her dreams
Yet she holds on
She’s a poor man’s bread
That sieves worries from his head
Far beyond daydreams
In Aristotle’s words,
‘She is a waking dream’
She is HOPE!
