Loranthus

How elegant her look was?
She seized everyone’s glances –
Lured them into her beauty.

How strong her physique was?
I still remember those days –
When she cradled me in her arms.

How sweet her heart was?
She gave us whatever she had 
And sheltered us from everyone.

But one day He came –
A guest who asked her a room
She allowed him, unknowing his intentions.

 
Day by day he encroached her 
Withering her into sick
But she never hate him.

Finally, the day came –
My Mango tree in the courtyard 
Breath her last leaving us all.

After few weeks there appear
Her little baby who gave us hope
That she came back with all her spirits.