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To Eternity
by Vaishali Bhutani
Its my flower; Ive watered her to youth,
Through pains & health, I know her worth,
The morning dew & light, I wake her,
Twists & smiles, we play together,
Needles & tears, I sew her desire,
Works & dreams, I tend to her retire.
Why do you want her? You have no right,
Ill hide her away; Ill put up a fight,
If you still follow her, Ill block your way,
Shes my flower; I want her mine till my last day.
But, you are so strong; they pray your will,
My love is strong, but your desire you fill,
Questions & fears, but you may have your way,
Take her, but price you must pay.
Wake her in morning, tell her I care,
Mend her toys; tell her; her love we share,
Sing to her; tell her Im coming to hear,
Play with her; tell herIll be there,
Watch her sleep; tell her Im singing to her,
Im on my way; tell her well be together.
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author, Vaishali Bhutan
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