Parul Poem by Gaurav Sharma

This is about a girl named Parul,
She is cool and truly rule.
I call her my sister,
Who is as pure as easter.

Your eyes they're like views to a perfect place,
So pure so soft in addition to a perfect face.
Straight forward and precise,
Overall i think you are nice.

To those less fortunate you like to give,
Helping the fellow men thats how you like to live.
Creative, imaginative and smart,
Forgiving, understanding with a golden heart.

Thinking outside the box is how your mind clicks,
Treating people fair and not about the tricks.