Some say that you are lovely
In my mind I say it's true.
Others would want you to be their princess
And I think they're serious too.
One would say the pride she has
For a daughter that you are.
A father's dream won't want you on a horse-back
But in someone's luxurious car.
Strangers are bewildered
For your smile they see so rare;
A Casanova has his antics
That only you he cares.
The rich would want to take you
To a high-end restaurant;
Or even will entice you
An adventure to Rio Grand.
A new friend makes it sure to shake your hand
Or take your picture too;
But all I have is a furtive glance
To have a piece of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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