Leave behind
Nothing we will leave behind
As they are our new find
Sweet fond of and memories
How can come then worries?
We have made good friends
Very honest, noble to stay till the end
To be useful in all the circumstances
At each point all the times and not once
How come to think of an age
Life is blank on simple page
We have inscribed many things
Yet to leave behind something
Death may come at any time
Even if you had fine record with no crime
To cherish the good time and company
Help and attachment enjoyed from so many
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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