My Moon, , My Stars, , My Love, , , , Poem by pooja mehta shah
My Moon, , My Stars, , My Love, , , ,
the stars so bright, ,
sparkle with all their might, ,
the moon grows each night, ,
my love for you also grows with each fight, ,
Lets not borrow the decreasing of the moon,
make our love a merry boon.
flocks of bird
remind me of you, ,
coming home with great colours and beautiful hue, ,
all of same colour, ,
Do i look different but beautiful with my unique colour! ! ! ! !
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