Mona Lisa -Page 2 of 6

The drive is not short Right, left, right turn at sleeve’s font Four people a prayer hold Mona Lisa cried Her left cheek pastes a wet smile Her right wet hand hid the time But, she typed her line Using her mouse to save time Splendor poetry’s soft rhyme No handkerchief dear Just follow the tepid stream America lives mild dream Mona Lisa is Mellow and follows sunbeam Her chest’s hearty children’s gleam Her forehead with band Wavy hair, loose, every strand No pony tail her hair had Clad her noir jacket Smile! No lip-gloss! No laughter! Praying to God the Savior The big S is shown Saint Bartholomew calls All churches to run prompt course To cry blameless souls Jesus Christ hugs only those Who are knocking heavens’ doors Shown on her right sleeve Majestic stairs to grant grief On Christmas Eve by the tree! 2 of 6 By: Nadia F. Shahwan - April 2009