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Happy Birthday Pushpa Patti!

 


To the sweetest one of them all,

Be it a gift, be it a call,

She accepts happily on this day,

In any and every way, we say,

Happy birthday Pushpa Patti!!

With tons and tons of gifts for you,

With studies and stuff you help me through,

You catch the best and gift it to us,

And you're the best and you give zest, thus.

You shine today, make the rain and darkness go,

You're 61, we shout; Ho Ho!

The whole world gives you applause,

For you help people, throw away loss.

Happy birthday to  my favourite patti,

This day makes me feel proud and happy.

You're greets are more than enough to me,

It's time for you to relax, and stay free,

You're like an almighty to me,

Happy birthday Pushpa Patti!



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  1. T.SrinivasanNovember 12, 2021 at 11:30 AM

    May Guruvayur appan bless you with aayul aarokiyam sowkiyam Dear Shriyandhaa and Dear Shripradhaa. Thanks a lot for your very good poem and wishes from your bottom of your heart. Your writing keeps me more energy. Iam blessed to have you both cute grand daughters may you all be happy and healthy and cheerful through out your Life ❤️ my love to you both wonderful girls

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    1. Shriyandhaa's SpaceNovember 12, 2021 at 11:36 AM

      Thank you so much patti! And once again, happy birthday!

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  2. T.SrinivasanNovember 12, 2021 at 11:31 AM

    From Pushpa patti

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  3. T.SrinivasanNovember 12, 2021 at 12:23 PM

    Super Shriyandhaa . You are very good in writing. God bless you. Keep it up. Keep writing.

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    1. Shriyandhaa's SpaceNovember 12, 2021 at 12:52 PM

      Thank you thatha ��

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  4. VijayaNovember 12, 2021 at 5:12 PM

    உன்னுடைய விரலிலிருந்து கவிதை குற்றால அருவியாக கொட்டுகிறது பாட்டியின் பிறந்தநாள் கவிதை மிகமிக அற்புதம் அருமை பெருமாளின் கடாட்சம் உனக்கு நீண்ட ஆயுளையும் ஆரோக்கியத்தையும்தர பிரார்த்திக்கிறேன் உன்னுடைய கவிதை தொடரட்டும். அன்புடன் விஜி பாட்டி

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    1. Shriyandhaa's SpaceNovember 12, 2021 at 6:04 PM

      மிக மிக நன்றி விஜி பாட்டி!!

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  5. Shanthi BalajiNovember 13, 2021 at 1:46 PM

    Semma di.. Happy birthday to Pushpa Patti. Sorry I didn't see yesterday.

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