Written by: Danielle Deason

They all have on a necklace.
Their faces are so precious.
The clothes are draped across rocks,
And by the water sits one or two pots.
Green, gold, and white,
All these colors,
Makes their faces look so bright.
Bushes behind them,
And water there in front of them.
With flowers in hand,
Across her head,
There made,
Is a little band.