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Geetha Patil 05/16/2019 I do not tell her
how much I care for her I do not tell her
how much I like her lullaby Nevertheless, she
knows them from my heart I do not tell her
she is the heart of our home I do not tell her
about her tender love for me I do not thank her
orally for all that she does Nevertheless, she
senses them from my actions I do not tell her
about my little wish for her I do not tell her
she is my best friend I do not tell her
she is my so dear blessing Nevertheless, she
feels them from my doings I do not tell her,
I look for her when I get home I do not tell her,
I want to play with her When Dad wants me
to study with him Nevertheless, she understands my likings I do not tell her,
her hugs put all joys in my day I do not tell her,
her values I cherish the most I do not tell her,
her love stays with me always Nevertheless, she
comprehends my thinking I do not tell her, I sincerely honor her I do not tell her, I love and praise her Nevertheless, she
grasps them from my gestures
--Geethanjali |
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