There she is standing still
Like the great Mona Lisa
With a beautiful smile on her face,
And a cascaded hair around her shoulder.
I don't have the eyes
To see the colours of her mind,
But the smile on her face portrays everything;
A smile that increases the beauty of her,
A smile that gives pleasure to a stranger
A smile that relieves the pensive mind
And a smile,
That is real thing of beauty joy forever.
So smile young lady, smile!
And make this world bloom
Like the beautiful face of you!
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