Shining stars with the bluish colored sky,
Making her feel like she wanted to fly
Her birth wasn’t a usual thing,
Everyone wondered whether she was going to be the king
But how can a girl be a king?
Because she is just supposed to wear a ring
She started her life as a normal child,
Thinking of dreams in which she would glide
As other girls her life consisted of Doll,
Or maybe sometime she used to play with ‘cricket ball’
Later she dedicated her life to teach the world,
Helping others to realize their dream of becoming the bird
I wish that God should send some more Angles like her,
For she belongs to the world and the world to her.