THE MAIDEN

THE POOR MAIDEN
The maiden in the hill
sewed nothing but silk.
until one day she intentionally spilled some milk
on a rich garment she made for him.

Thinking she will get a new one she went to look for him
But a note had been left he has gone for a meal.

Feeling depressed, alone in her home
not a bird to tell her the best
until she found the man at the right time
the one who told her to sew.

she pleaded with him to give her another silk
but he said dont worry my dear,
it was a blessing from him.