Gift Of God - Poem by Heenal Vora
You created them,
And gifted me as a gem.
Did not teach me only to walk,
But difficult paths to unblock.
Fullfiling my every demand,
For betterment not following any command.
Providing me with the correct guide,
In each and every ride of life.
Protects me from every hurdle,
But gives happiness in bundles.
Thankyou god for the present,
Of gifting me worlds best parents.
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