Wish - Poem by Hardik Vaidya
In the Park, on the bench, I could sit.
Allow grass to grow under my feet.
Blades, slow but sure would grow tall,
Through the wedges of my toes.
Finally my eyes would see the greens,
That stood in front,
And came through me.
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