A Worry To Matuare Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
A Worry To Matuare
I told him not to mature
As I was immature
I saw the future
As I was unsure
It may grow with age
Let it not confine to cage
No anger or rage
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Water the seeds
Fertile it with feeds
It may grow
With fine flow
You may notice
Without any advice
It is matured now
Can you say how?
I told him not to mature As I was immature I saw the future As I was unsure.. immature to think in that stage/////10
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5/8/2024 12:25:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I told him not to mature As I was immature I saw the future As I was unsure... nicely put.....10