Poetry

She makes the heaven’s looks gorgeous

She makes the water flow even,
 
She makes the birds sing,

She makes the rainbow come out after it rains.

She the sun i see very day

She the wind that blows at the sea

Even she gone,

I feel her very where i go.

I hear her voice in the wind

I see her smile on a sunny day,

Her laugh echos in the hills,

Very thing very where

I feel her smile on me.