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Thursday, June 16, 2005

The Child In her

The Child In Her

I loved the child in her

so innocent and sweet

The mischief in her eyes

the blush upon her cheek

The tender way she spoke

that showed me that she cared

The touch of her warm hand

that gently touched my hair

The smiles that we shared

that filled my life with glee

For when I was with her

I found the child in me

6 Comments:

Blogger Łóòň Ġãĺ said...

WOW....i know that poem was for me...
Vipul ur silence says everything...thanx dahling....love ya for tht...muah muah muah!!
;) ;) ;)
No am nt kidding...i kno u love me so much...nd the child in me... i'm n adult now...bt still u know...am the same...just the same...bas the only thing am wondering is...when did i touch u nd ur hair?? or is tht the l'll bit o imagination???

{wonders yet again}

2:43 PM  
Blogger Vipul said...

hehehe yup yup yup yup yup
Will write more cuz yeh dil mange more i get ideas spontaneously

7:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

wand...very nice...like it..really good..

12:46 PM  
Blogger Vipul said...

thanks thanks a million for ur appreciation

10:41 PM  
Blogger Łóòň Ġãĺ said...

o O (You Never Thanked Me!!) :(

2:43 AM  
Blogger Vipul said...

Awww did i mention the name silly it goez for u Cheeku

4:28 AM  

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