Stern face, prying eyes
Strict bearing, and silent type
Unsympathetic is all I thought that she is
From the tips of her hair to the soles of her feet
Someone who doesn't smile I suppose
And whose firm and stiff stance I estimate never grow soft
But all were pictures painted by wrong notion
When I gain acquaintance with this person
Her apathetic image fades in a sudden
When smile registered on her face
And her utterance of great wisdom and intelligence
A demeanor so dignified, so reserved, so feminine
The once ferocious lion is now a tamed cat
I'm glad that from her friendly zone, she has finally ...
7 months ago
