An angelic face and smile so sweet ,
Mature brain and sight to keep ,
Friend of friends in night so deep,
She along only happiness you reap.
Tall as a model would be ,
Features even Miss India envy ,
Leading someone in someway ,
Logical reasoning one would say.
Known her for a few months now,
And seems she was in all summers so hot ,
And also a shield when the winters did snow,
She is all of above without a doubt.
The dove was pure in purest form ,
Beauty apart , she has brains to add so strong,
With her things are corrected which went wrong,
For she picks up only problem as would a tong.
A friend shoulder in times so bad ,
True friend even in mood so sad ,
Wished since my life a friend I had,
Wish granted was all the God ever said.
You can change with times as times would ,
But change not the 82 to life as it should,
Best is with what you have today ,
And (touchwood) remain it be like that till end of times support could .
( PS: This is not a generalized poem but for someone who is not just someone J )