The Lady Poem by Chan Mongol

She is like a diplomat who sells goodness.
Who gets the credit, upholds humbleness.
She loves the life, she loves the nature;
Her solidarity and looks are stunned there.
Most joys she got, around trees, flowers;
In tea gardens, around waters, rivers!
She is not a party girl, avoided loud music;
She listens country, melody as I speak.
There is no indecency and she is so kind!
An etiquette lady with an extraordinary mind.
She looks lonely but she is not;
Hills, fields, plains as friends as she got!
It rains, it's cold and the creativity is there;
Whatever she does is obviously so fair!
So much qualities she has as a scholar;
She is an organizer, an engineer, a writer!
Such a sophisticated girl, friend of nature;
She doesn't talk much in her mild character!
Her love is documented with tons of pictures.
Best wishes for such a lady! Cheers!
She is a human but seems like a deity to be;
She is with full of charisma and good memory!