hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

Indeed high


It was joint venture
To shape the life and future
If she was really behind the success
She must have all the times same smiling face

I can’t let it
I need to hold it with delight
It is also right
With you as Mr. Right

My failures and success
Brought all sun shine on face
We both faced criticism
And sometimes elated with favoritism

I could not have dreamed
About it without team
It was our effort
That made ship to reach at port

It was amazing
And surprising too
That we could do
And prove true

You remained at the back ground
And allowed me to go for new round
It led to find of new and promising land
Where you were to remain with me as friend

Your contribution is indeed high
It has provided me with wings to fly
It would have remained only dream
If it was not with the Pointer of sun’s beam

Submitted: Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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