A friend of mine Says she wants to shine But how does one design Her path to the divine? Can the hurdles be removed? Will conditions improve? Is it a matter of fate? Should she merely wait, Checking off each date, But what if she’s too late? Who will decide And who will be her
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Mother is the purest form of art And she is the father of smart If you are lucky at birth, she is added to your cart But lives are not eternal, one day she will depart So, before the ground beneath your feet goes apart Fulfill her one wish of love and care by giving
A way of thinking Eyes keep blinking The life is on Get started before its dawn Feel the treasure Don’t come under pressure Experience magic Before plot becomes tragic Be alive Ready to drive Let others survive…
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