My Strong Arm Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My strong arm
Monday,14th October 2019

I love my children
as they are a gift from heaven
I always remain happily driven
and accept it as blessed even

I hear the holy voice
with the promises
"you act noble and honest"
I shall deliver the best

You all are my strong arm
so doe no harm
to your fellow brethren
and act as human

You have to remain peaceful
make the human mission as successful
give no ventto hate initiative
and remain always subjective

You are flowers from my garden
yellow, red and pink even
you may smell differently
but will always be blessed daily

Hasmukh Mehta