Poem Dated: 13.4.94
There was a flower once
In a lovely garden sweet
It stood on a green branch
Looking so very neat.
Along came a little girl
Her lovely black hair
Falling on her shoulders
Her face was very fair
Her maid was pushing her wheelchair
You must be wondering why
She was paralyzed you see
She gave a long sigh
As she approached near
Her eyes the flower did see
She pointed to her maid,
"I want it for me"
As the flower fell in her hand
Her worries ran a mile
Her face lit up, her eyes shone
And she did smile
After a while when she looked
In her hand was only a wilted flower
But the moment's joy that it gave
Could not be compared to any hour
So my dear friends
In this short life of ours
Cant we give a joy to someone
Like this little flower
A helping hand can lighten a burden
Or even a smile would do
Keep this little flower in mind,
I will, won't you too?
There was a flower once
In a lovely garden sweet
It stood on a green branch
Looking so very neat.
Along came a little girl
Her lovely black hair
Falling on her shoulders
Her face was very fair
Her maid was pushing her wheelchair
You must be wondering why
She was paralyzed you see
She gave a long sigh
As she approached near
Her eyes the flower did see
She pointed to her maid,
"I want it for me"
As the flower fell in her hand
Her worries ran a mile
Her face lit up, her eyes shone
And she did smile
After a while when she looked
In her hand was only a wilted flower
But the moment's joy that it gave
Could not be compared to any hour
So my dear friends
In this short life of ours
Cant we give a joy to someone
Like this little flower
A helping hand can lighten a burden
Or even a smile would do
Keep this little flower in mind,
I will, won't you too?
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