Pretty Soul

I love myself,

I love my eyes

I can see once, not just twice

But for many times

I like my eyebrow,

That is shaped-like a bow

And my ears

I can freely hear without fear

My nose,

I love it in any pose

Red lips and rosy cheeks

Have no more to fix

A straight-headed girl

Beauty in her simplicity

My thin arms and hands

My hips, legs, knees, and toes

I love it, surely either my foes

Loving my entire profile draw a curve

Under my nose

A slim body with a beautiful face doesn’t matter

But a pretty soul