It Never Leaves Me Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Every morning it comes to me
And leaves me at night,
They think so,
But I think otherwise,
I always believe
It comes once
In the beautiful morning
And pervades me fully,
Thereafter it never leaves me,
It always remains active within me,
Even at night when I fall deep asleep,
It becomes more active and friendly with me
With its pleasant and sweet fragrance,
I always inhale it
With great ease and delight,
It's my best friend indeed,
I love to live with it forever
And I know it also loves so.