Under the Pine
Mona Mohamed M. ALI
Marketer, Communicator,Public Relations Professional,Independent Change Management Strategy Consultant ,Poet
Under the Pine
Prince keep waiting for the sun to shine
The poor girl there stands so fine?
Bird keep singing for the song is mine
The hearts say our love is divine
So brave he is just as a lion
Keeping his eyes on her waiting for a sign
So pretty she is in her deep red dress as wine
Ready to fulfill what he might assign
Still he is in the woods under the pine
While she spends her days in shrine
Stop spying over her you creeping vine
Being far apart led them both to pine
All what they want is to combine
His messages came finally to her as twine
Used to be one bird now become nine
Singing for the prince in a line
Who said it loud
The girl is mine
Mona ..