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Who hugs me and hugs me,

Who loves me more,

Who kisses me and kisses me,

Who watches me soar.

Who paints my life,

Who makes my day,

Who lights the night,

Who makes me say:

"I love you so much,

Yes I do,

There isn't a day,

Without the fabulous you!"


Who kindles happiness,

Who stops sadness,

Who makes my mind,

Who makes my heart impressed.

Who builds my path,

Who calms my wrath,

Who builds confidence,

Who breaks warpath.

You are no one, but MYSELF 

I will always love you(self), for your 

Past, present and future help.

Comments

  1. T.SrinivasanDecember 27, 2022 at 6:14 PM

    Super shriyandhaa. Great. Keep it up

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  2. T.SrinivasanDecember 27, 2022 at 9:30 PM

    Ending the poem with a message your style Shriyandhaa. Its very impressive. I liked the poem very much May God bless you.
    From Pushpa patti

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  3. AnonymousDecember 27, 2022 at 9:41 PM

    Excellent Shriyandhaa. Keep rocking. Expects more and more

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  4. AnonymousDecember 27, 2022 at 10:27 PM

    Self admiration and appraisal possible only self confidence is high and TRUE. Love Shriyandahaa -- A grandma from outside..

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  5. AnonymousDecember 28, 2022 at 5:24 AM

    Super shriyandha keep it up

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  6. AnonymousDecember 31, 2022 at 8:41 PM

    Lovely write up Shriyandhaa

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  7. HariniJanuary 1, 2023 at 9:02 AM

    Excellent kanna! You are just awesome!!!! 🥰 - Harini

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