In the garden of dreams,
where the roses bloom bright,
Lives _Husna,
the beloved, a beacon of light.
With a heart full of kindness and eyes that gleam,
She dances through life like a beautiful dream.
Her laughter,
a melody, sweet and pure,
In her presence,
all worries find their cure.
Husna,the beloved, with grace she does move,
A symbol of love,
a heart full of groove.
Through the valleys of joy and the mountains of sorrow,
Her spirit shines bright,
bringing hope for tomorrow.
Husna, the beloved,
a name so divine,
In the tapestry of life,
she’s the finest line.
With whispers of wisdom and a touch so kind,
Husna, the beloved, leaves no one behind.
Her spirit, a lantern in the darkest night,
Guiding lost souls with her radiant light.