My dear beauty


When the sun rises,
I rise with the beauty
The nature I have
Is that I love.

The world around is a beauty of god's love
Which flatters my heart.

The affectionate beauty attracts
But work always distracts
But I never forget the beauty
Which touches my heart
Like a touch of my mother.

And if ever I get distracted
It again attracts me.

How much I go away from it
It never forgets me.
How much I go away from it
It still remains my friend
And never forgives me.

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