Love and care

She was essence of soul, not glamorous and allure. Pure, natural and fresh as dew. She was as innocent as lamb, Childish and nutty fruit cake, Sometimes weird yet tough. She was divine and angelic. She was essence of soul, Not glamorous and allure.

Precious She is beautiful, rare like an early bird, unnoticed, unpraised, flower that  grows in adverse, . Her thin lips as rose petals, warm and pleasant smile. Deep and wild eyes, calm after the storm like an ocean. Long and thick hair, Falling like a waterfall. Pure and divine heart, to be treasured, Precious like a gem not found everywhere Sofiya Nathani .