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Friday 15 July 2016

A Token of Love

Published in #Compendium https://www.amazon.com/com-pen-um-gabe-thomas/dp/1533391637?ie=UTF8&ref_=cm_cr_arp_d_product_top


The life is moving on,
To watch a life on and on…
Some blessings to rain,
From heaven, down the lane.
A bond of touch,
Would have cared much.
But the presence is in vain,
Still his hand, on us, remain.
This is a token of love from him to you,
Which I know will always be cherished by you.
We can feel the shower of respect within,
For our ‘Almighty’ who lives within.
The life is moving on,
To watch a life on and on…

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1 comment:

  1. Neha3 February 2015 at 16:05

    This is one of my favourite poem that I have created, dedicated to my Grand Pa.

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