She spends time leisurely
Time for her is a bliss
But what a misery
For those who wait
Most days they leave her
without a say
she would always be late.
That doesn't wipe off
the gambol effect.
With all her beauty,
glitter and glamour
She takes down
the road with respect.
A time optimist,
not the high handed kind,
But she has a fetching soul
with a heart to cure.
She shakes off life's agony
with a heated dance.
She not only lives a halcyon life
But she's a champion
in her own time.