My Village Girl Poem by Benjamin Wiche

She awakes early in the morning
Gets set for the day before sun rise
She care less for make up
As her natural beautiful sparkles
All the way as she goes to sow
For the rainy day
She is full of energy
And her lips fill with melody
Endowed with the appropriate curves
And arcs
Not padded not induced
She care less of these features
As she sway right and left all the way
I wouldn't blame nature for this endowment
As her daily routine shapes her into an epitome of beauty
She is a force of attraction
Many marvel at her formation
She can be a model
But she care less of the run way
So reserved and organised
Not puffed not wallowing in pride
As the daylight fades and the sunsets
She evaluates her achievements not forgetting her tomorrow
She is the definition of true beauty
My village girl