I know a lady full of graces
With soft dreamy inner spaces
Quiet as a cloister amidst
Mad merrymakers
May she always dance with the stars
She hasnt got to look up far
For right amongst them is her shining place..
This lady creates happiness
Strives for order in chaos and mess
And noone told her it seems ever
Life is a selfish heartless rat race
Bend and bow and twirl and leap
Life's labor you sow
Our love you reap
Turn around and shake your hips
Benediction frozen on your lips
Kiss the air trip throughout the sky
Fairies like you are born just before the music dies....
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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