Gift Of God

Beautiful two girls,

Are they friends?

Or God's Angels.

Laugh for a while,

Spreading smile,

And roaming in style.

The fragrance of rose,

Graceful in the pose,

 Soft as the breeze blows.

Holding flower in their hands,

Daughters are gifts to understand.

They just spread love and compassion,

Accept them with open hearts and greet them with passion.

They will bring seasons of spring,

The life becomes melodious, let them play soft strings.