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Gift


 

You gave me a flute

I never learnt to play.

You ought to have given me

By way of gift

Words I can use,

Those simple and light ones

That effectively express my feelings,

And improve my speech

And written works;

Coin for me, my friend,

Many such new words.

 

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Ravinder Kumar Soni

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