Generous Girl Poem by Chaminda Pushpadewa

She was nice to me
She was never ever angry with me
She was looking at me
She was ashamed of my idea

The girl haircut was nice to me
Her eyes were similar to a doll
She lips defeated color of a red rose
The girl capable of attracting the humans

Shewas dependent on parents
Sheloves aware of them
She was interested in studying
She was kind to you and all

The girl hobby was planting flowers
She's untied hairs were shaken by blowing wind
She was talking to her Graduation
She was keen on building a peace environment