hasmukh amathalal

Gold Star - 35,295 Points (17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

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The childhood
Spent in neighborhood
With close association
Enhances relation

We live like brothers
And sisters
Nothing comes in between
But real bond is seen

School days are golden
They are not forgotten
From here real friendships begins
The boys and girl in company are regularly seen

share
and dare
to tell truth
without any proof

that shall consolidate
and relate
real friendship
that shall always keep spirit


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  • Gold Star - 35,295 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (8/6/2014 9:14:00 PM)

    the joy of childhood friendship


    G P35 minutes ago
    beautifully displayed
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  • Gold Star - 35,295 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (8/6/2014 9:14:00 PM)

    The golden days....


    Helem Petit-Frere35 minutes ago
    This makes me think about the good old days when I was growing up with my close friends. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 35,295 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (8/6/2014 8:13:00 PM)

    The childhood
    Spent in neighborhood (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 6, 2014



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