Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


heart


Heart is soft
Like the soil of garden
Till a little
In gratitude
Smiles in green

Every one has a child
Inside and believes
In the seed

In every leaf
Stem and root
There is a beauty
A mixture of by product
Hangs like a drop of dew.










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Submitted: Friday, January 11, 2013
Edited: Saturday, June 08, 2013

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