Holding the brush of freedom
she was painting
the canvas of her life
with the yellow hue of happiness,
white hue of peace,
green hue of success
and blue hue of knowledge.
But still, it was looking incomplete.
with the brush of marriage
the red hue of love
on the canvas of her life
making it complete
Since that day,
She became bonfire for his winter
He became vegetation for her spring
She became maples for his autumn
He became mango shower for her summer.