Wings Like Prosperity Of Life

She started fixing feathers 

Since she dreams to fly

She learns to bear hardship

As wings are never readied in one night.

She tries fixing each feather 

But never ceases hope to fly,

There's she smiles at troubles

Started mending it again

Without looking left and right.

And that will be her wings 

So massive and wide 

They'll see her, soaring wings 

In that limitless skies.

She'll plug stars and 

amass clouds from the sky

For her loved ones, 

who never ends up celebrating 

Her success Day and night.