you are like fresh flesh baby
who is the pride of barreness day
you look like young leaves
growing on the palm tree
which smiles the face of forest
you are mirror who must not reflect
in the sun as you can blind the face
you are red feathers of parrot
that must not remove by wicked man
you are like rain preventing
the suffering of seasons
you are whites flowers the pride of the leaves
which illuminates the set rows
you are like tail of peacock
the prides of the birds
which has irresistable dazzling
you are the rainbow beautify the heaven
the purpose of your creation dignifies world
your beauty creates moons and stars
stare in the eyes of clean night
i can feel the love of God insde you
as races like feathers of the angel
i can hear my children
proud of you as their mother
home is not friend as you are not there
house desolates me as it expects you
i have told my unborn children to plead you
on my frontage feet
for you to fall asleep on my hand palm
and had the sweet dreams
your beauty is sorcerer as swallow others'
you are the loviest person by God
as no one more beautiful than you
as palm oil is the pride of the palm tree
you are my fins