She Is Most Beautiful…

She is Most Beautiful
She is an Angel
She is a Sweety
She is Adorable
She is Marvellous
She is Stupendous
She is tailor made for me
I am lucky
These are at “love” stage”
She is Homely
She is Caring
She is Fine
These are upon “Marriage”
She loves children
She takes care of them
She is god sent for her children
These are at 1/2 children stage
She is reckless
She is lavish
She talks too much
My peace of life has gone into pieces
Oh…my God…
These are at 55+ stage of life…

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Well. I am interested in Carnatic Music. Used to be a vociforous reader in Tamil and English books and novels. Compose English Poems at times.
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The different facets of a woman as she grows older…beautiful concept:)



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