Aunt

we r meeting after so many years,
wen u were not there my eyes were filled with tears.
i wish u come every year,
den u and me will be more near.
i had a fear,
that u wil never come here.
u luk like a princess,
wen u stand beside your husband in a pink dress.
u r a sweet girl,
with golden curl.
your eyes r so beautiful,
n u r so wonderful.

by Ojasvi Jain

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