I love it
I love it from heart
It is godly gift and divine art
One misses it for a friend
Till the arrival of end
I shall hold it to the last
She must come to me very fast,
I should never miss the train
Get wet if need be in the rain
Such is feeling
I am very much willing
She remains at the canter
What else I need to cater?
Let friendship flow?
Day by day it must grow
Like river waters flow
I must respect wind to blow
We shall remain as friends
It may find never an end
As it demands no favor or consideration
It is a inner call and bonded by relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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