A Year of Promises
Sorrows is now at the end
Hay dear please do bend
This year only few
Way to think for the new
Promise me for happy time
Do not cross your line
I know you are special
Contribute something social
Do not down your mood
I like to be feel good
Don’t change your style
Hay dear always smile
Copyright © Shivdas Ashtekar | Year Posted 2016
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