Precious Gift Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love is precious gift from almighty
It is in different form with variety
Son to mother and mother to kids
All with certain messages and firm leads

It has its unique ways to bear
Its beat you can clearly hear
No one must have any doubts or fear
It will always give happiness and not tears

Some one said “I love you”
Reply I heard was “I miss you”
I thought she was referring gone week
When I had waited for her to come and seek

She has busy schedule on hand
Even though she is close friend
She politely said no as program was full
I had to sit back and observe it as fool

For her it was nice way of telling” I love you”
It will be meant nothing short of “I miss you”
She will stick to the words and keep the promise
But won’t commit and act as wise

It is nice of any woman to acknowledge
When she has understood the meaning of age
The spring and autumn has clear message
She has to open and write on new page

That will speak of her entire aim
Many may come forward and claim
Express the desire to have firm bond
She is beautiful fish in small pond

The world may appeal her from different angle
She has to come up with firm proposal
Yes or no may compel her to take her own decision
As life is meant to be spent with great precision