Adoption Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Well there is no rest place
As rushes the human race
With no rest in mind
For the safe place to find

But heavenly bodies content
The stars smile with darkness present
There is no gloom but winkle
It is happiness with smile

Life needs no rest
Try as much as best
Search for no place
Where you can feel relaxation on face

The stars are hanging In balance
With so many members presence
They are In in one family
With grace of almighty

It is message
Move on with age
Sit when you find no option
Then the rest should be adoption