Real Flower

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Real flower Monday, March 12,2018 7: 26 AM You are a real flower And need a divine shower In the form of blessing And show never go as missings we all know Where the wind blows A who spreads the fragrance! A loves us at once No, you had a kind heart And showed it not as an art You remained my part Inseparable and loving from the start I could never forget Our first meet Where you showed your real faith How can I forget it until death? It troubled me a lot When you were caught With unknown illness The gloom descended on my face The prayer was the only alternative And I became selective I bowed down with prayers And offered it for you to recover You are back with freshness And it is seen on the face You have turned like a rose Opened up fully and posed

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