The White Sheet

She saw the white Sheet ,

Laying on the table .

Too it and smiled a little. 

Opening the drawers, 

She took her pens.

Then ran to the garden,

Near the fence.

She designed the paper 

With all beautiful thoughts 

And made a border with some violet dots.

She drew a figure of an innocent girl.

Grinning happily like a shining pearl. 

Aren't the white sheet 

Depict us very well?

Reflecting the same ,

The way we design ourselves.