It’s her day

The door is open and light enters

The door when gets open brightness enters

Day and night I am looking at that door

My retina always expects you off shore

This keeps on going and going

As there is no stopping in seed growing

What makes your presence is amazing

And that makes your absence appraising

Whenever eyes shutters up I see you

Whenever eyes bulbs up it wants to be with you

On your day I am looking to some day

On your day when I am booking some unknown ways

What can I do to add charm to your day?

What can I do to embrace you in my arm traveling distance in cave?

Agreed that we are strangers

Agreed that we are just same lane by passers

What can I do to make that lane ours?

What can I do to make that obstructing force into calm?

 I wish you to sail in sea of happiness

I wish you dive into depth of happiness

Your day should be full of colours
just as

Butterfly’s dance bright up its small feathers

So many things to add on over here

Many clicks to fix and stare on

I wish never water sheds from your eyes

I wish you always earn deserved pride

This all should be a walk of your life

This all should be small view of bulk sight

Its your day and it has to be great

Its your day and it has to be an rainbow slate.

For her dancing is something which makes her happy

For her dancing is liberating from worries of burnt floppy

If at all I can give her something

I will gift her some music of guitar having multiple string

It’s her day