My Blessed Day

Staring past the blackened window

I saw her distinctively.

Clad in brown,

She was what I had ever craved for.

Looking through the lens I could see myself in her.

My dream,she lay there calm and serene

Among the rest 6 beauties

But I claim she looked the most fascinating .

Because the rest were in white and she was hugging all of them

Beauty with a heart,I saw then and there only.

It was she whom my mother wanted to see as her bahu