nithya john

It Depends - Poem by nithya john

Rich, black curls
Smooth fore head
Shapened eyebrows
Perfect nose
Beautiful lips
Clear skin
The attractive smile
The cool walk
The smooth strides...

He says, 'She is beautiful.'

Beautiful heart
Rich and glad spirit
Virtuous soul
Ever listening ears
Ever loving face
Innocent eyes
Forgiving mind
Calm in the tempest
Sweet lullaby in sleep

Another he says, 'She is beautiful.'
It depends on your outlook....
Still...she is the girl, sister, wife, mother, grandmother.

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  • Malini Kadir (2/26/2008 9:32:00 AM)

    It was independent thinking through and through...nice read! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011

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