A Note Of Gratitude
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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You bring me garlands everyday,
Strung with the most delicate flowers
From your virgin garden!
Each one of them is a gem
One as beautiful as the other
Laden with your myriad emotions
Exuding your innermost thoughts
Spreading the most heavenly aromas!
I thank you, poets of the heart,
Architects of hopes and dreams,
For making me aspire for life!
Bu şiiri puanla
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