Gratitude Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Gratitude



He is a sanguine man,
And an ardent fan,
Of mine,
A soul so fine.

Ever thankful he is,
His sky-like-heart doesn't ever cease,
To appreciate the good,
In a disposition sparkling and multihued.

Such a person with a great heart is rare,
May God bless him ever and ever.

Friday, January 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: gratitude
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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