She was a dreamer!
Yes! Of course a dream catcher
Her Story was too young
and too old to say
still remains something calm
but most powerful ever
from her arms to heart
It was the deepest secrets
Filled with fire kept
In the devine part of mine
But reflected in face
Yes she fed the soul
With blissful loving smiles
Every minute words spoke
For her to be adorably glow
Yes! She is a woman
Woman of everything
That blooms beyond her dreams
