The Grace of Saira's Nose
The Grace of Saira's Nose


Saira’s nose, a graceful line,
A work of art, so pure, divine.
It rises soft, with gentle flair,
A touch of heaven floating there.
It’s like a breeze that softly sways,
A moonbeam’s glow in starry haze.
It whispers secrets, sweet and true,
Of distant lands and skies of blue.
The curve so perfect, light, and free,
Like petals drifting on the sea.
It draws the eye, it calls the soul,
A precious gift, a sacred goal.
Her nose, it tells a tale untold,
Of beauty rare, of light and gold.
A quiet charm, a graceful glow,
Where every glance begins to flow.
A symphony of gentle grace,
It holds the magic of her face.
Saira’s nose, like art’s own dream,
A vision soft, a timeless gleam.