She loves to sing and croon,

The joy to hear her takes us to the moon.

She is a happy child who loves to laugh,

Even though she commits some manageable gaff.

Her warm and thoughtful deeds,

Takes away all the fatigue indeed,

She is a dreamer

Who sails like a steamer.

She wants to fly high,

Like a bird in the sky

But the rules of this world,

Makes my heart and mind swirl.

She has to follow some norms

But can’t we think of some reforms.

She cannot sit and study prolong,

But she can cut and design for long.

If we could find her a way,

To sail smooth with exam concerns kept at bay...

If she could do what she loves...

All the passion that she shoulders,

She will certainly blossom and bloom,

With happiness, joy and fortune.