On Marking Women Idf Soldiers Of Israel Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

On Marking Women Idf Soldiers Of Israel

You are in my heart,
You in my soul,
O my love, passing,
Passing by,
Whistling the song
Even though not here,
O my, O my love,
Never, never be you sad
Even though the things ruffle you,
Never, never, darling
Even though the situations
Appear to you adverse and telling upon!

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