I shall try
I shall try but you behold
It is heavenly and real fold
“I may not get no rest” until it is told
I need no precious stones or gold
Can I ask for your hand?
I shall hold it forever as friend
Give me a chance in your life
Will you be ever mine as wife?
What more can I ask?
When it is Herculean task
I shall prove first
Then seek your hand at last
You just see it as logically
We shall remain happily
Not that I am ordinary
But it is quite necessary
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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