Arti Chopra

Theres a poem in every flower,
a sonnet in every tree,
a tale in every lifetime
its just for you to see...
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the house is almost full,
the rooms abound with chatter,
little feet are pattering away
finally, the time that does matter,
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my sunshine,
came to me
on a day that it poured with rain,
a little bundle so beautiful, so defenseless,
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memories of childhood...
such a wonderful, hazy, warm feeling,
special memories, filled with love
come welling up, and send my senses reeling,
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what would life be without friends?
they are truly a gift, that God sends,
helps to make life full of song,
when you have a friend to sing along.
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