I see those sparkling diamonds
In two innocent pretty eyes
From the priceless diamonds
Crammed the fluid pearls
Those beautiful first tears
They twinkle and shine
they just spell divine
And yes they are all mine
Peeping through her curly hair
A cross tiny, but a bright smile
Can’t miss it, even for a while
Her face like the windflower
Straight from the paradise
Can’t touch her or her smile
Both of them, are so fragile
golden cheeks turned mauve
She now has a strange curve
The cute rosy lips fold for a while
Wow! That’s her alluring smile
A precious gift, can I call the curve
A priceless gift that each of us deserve
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