The Choice Is Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Day brings happiness and joy
We need to live by and enjoy
Think of day’s routine
And plan in time

The sun rises in the sky
With high hopes to fly
We are in full spirit
To meet the people and greet

The life is like ocean
But provided with different means
Bailey wants food in time
Children cry for want of it sometimes

Choice is in our hand
How to try for it and lend?
Hand of friendship with hard work
We have many means to look forward

Life is carried on as usual
So many things are taken as casual
No to bear anything in mind
We need to be honest and kind

Not honest to look like fool
But simple in approach to become successful
True in dealing means minimum bargaining
Then only life will be peacefully remaining