I had two mums,
My mum and my dad without a beard,
Then, he gifted himself a beard,
Now he looks beardsome awesome.

The farm girl sat on the window sill,
Overlooking the hill,
Looked at the sunset, a tangerine glow,
Beautiful,she wanted to draw,
But, mummy said,"Time to sleep."
"Bleat,bleat, bleated the sheep,
In the stable the horses neighed
Grandpa sighed,
The cows in the barn mooed,
The oxen lowed,
Little one,time to go to bed,
Sweet dreams for you lie ahead,
Goodbye most beloved, good night,
Sleep tight,
And on the farm all was quiet.

He loved her so much,
I was overwhelmed,
I prayed his love would find a place in her heart,
I never dreamt he would be punished instead for his love,
One can never imagine such a sweet girl like her  could betray him.