A Finger
A finger that helped me to walk,
They are my parents, light in dark,
They are shadow in my summer
And blanket in my winter,
When Spring lost it's length,
I feel thousands of finger around me
And I get strength.
A finger having nail polished with red
She is my heart, dream of my bed,
Flavour of my breakfast,
And vitamin of my bread.
When vitamin lost it's strength
I feel thousands of finger around me
And I get a breadth.
A finger very small and soft,
A velvet light coupled with my thought,
They are golden rays of morning,
And silver beams of my night,
When evening will loose it's light,
I will definitely feel
thousands of finger around me,
And get a flight.
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