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My Flower Dried

My garden is beautiful With a variety of flowers A gaze itself is cheerful Attracts all viewers Morning I was delighted To see a fully blossomed rose Thoughts of my love excited My emotions too rose Joyfully I plucked Left it on her dressing desk Even from office I asked Her not to forget among other task I was exalted while return in evening Saddened to see it unused but dried I have no words to express my feeling I have no clue too, as my soul too cried! Copyrights reserved

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