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The Things which Shimmer and Shine and Glitter and Glimmer

 They shimmer and glimmer, they glitter and shine,

They probably came from an old mine?

In a box they sleep, with a name labelled on top,

While asleep they shimmer, they never stop.



Diamonds and pearls hug them tight,

Why do they do that? Though that is a nice sight,

They are of different colours and sizes, just like us,

But they have wierd names, like gold, silver, but those colours rust!



Some people call them necklaces,

But some call them bangles.

They are of different species, I guess,

And pearls and diamonds and rubies - are their dress!



They come from a hub called "GRT",

Well, not always, that's just a 'mostly'.

Gold and diamonds - what could they be?

Jewellery they are, nothing else, you see.



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  1. T.SrinivasanJuly 23, 2022 at 8:19 PM

    Nice poem about precious gems. Keep writing. You two children shriyandhaa and Shripradhaa are precious gems sent by God. You two live each other and shine like this jwellery and you two are liked by all including God.
    From Pushpa patti

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  2. T.SrinivasanJuly 23, 2022 at 8:21 PM

    You two shriyandhaa and Shripradhaa love each other and shine like valuable Gems
    From Pushpa patti

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  3. T.SrinivasanJuly 23, 2022 at 8:30 PM

    Gold and Diamond fixed together or pearls and gold fixed together to form a good ornaments which each and every one. Normally that is way of life. You and shripradhaa are gold and diamond to form an ornaments for your parents. You both make a attractive jewel and will be appreciated by all. Both of you love and let live each other for further progress both your educational career to bring good name to your parents. The parents love both of you. Fine write up. Keep writing.With love to both of you.

    From Babu Thatha.

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