It May Pass Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It may pass

It may pass in flicker of second
Like fishes rush in pond
From one end to another
And find beautiful place there

The life presents
And sends
Beautiful moments
With signals to comment

In family
You are already
Loved one by grandparents
So it is memorable event

Make it printed on page
And enjoy when grown with age
It may often invade on screen
And may remain there to be seen

You may remain rich or poor
But you shall never forget your neighbor
Who gave you enough of love
And that was sufficient to make you believe