Extra Mile
We were friends in our college days,
no distinction of our riches,
Were all the same living our days.
Of the four years, three passed,
In the finals, few flunked in test,
For the few, year lost till next test,
No money for few, for next test.
A friend, asked - fund needed,
He said, you don't look very rich,
But I know, your parents are rich,
Help me, goes extra mile from rich,
His smile never faded.
Copyright © Jay Narain | Year Posted 2023
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