That Indian Lady

I kind of have a frown,
But when I walk in there,
Her store her hair is down.
All I can do is stare.

She's a sight to behold,
So much beauty within,
Though how hot or how cold;
I am there with a grin.

It's getting pretty rough.
She's married with each kid.
India lady tough,
With the signs that we did.

Should I keep coming in
To her store everyday.
I'll ask her with a grin,
To find out what she'll say.