Your care
I was falling on the ground,loosing all my flair,
Just then a pat by wind ,
and I was swinging in the air,
I saw golden boots in my feet,
Which earlier used to be bare,
My fortune looked handsome,
Which once used to scare,
Into the eyes of trouble,
I can firmly stare,
Breaking the shackles of life?
oh yes! I can dare!!
I was dead and gone,
my soul surrendered to flare,
Its all possible today,
due to you and all your care!!
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