Like a primrose, she came
The angel of my dream.

Lapped by peace
And twinkling eyes.

Bathed with smiles of glee
Love’s true instinct, had she.

As fair as stars
Was her glance.

With touch of her hand
My wisdom outpoured.

As a silent song, she inherit
My body and spirit.

For wishes to claim
I awaited her, to call my name.

To bless with flowing wealth
Or to crown with health.

Shower with peace and ease
And everlasting grace.

And while I understand and feel
She vanished with a twirl.

Searched for her, but in vain
I wish she comes again.

Down to earth-to bless
Mankind with bliss!!