In a granite jungle a blooming flower
In a scorching desert a grateful shower
In a heartless world a presence of love
A friend of life sent from above
In selfish minds two caring eyes
On a lonesome birthday a gift from the skies
In sea of wants someone who wants to give
In sinking hopes a reason to live
A loving tone in pushing voices
A clear way in this world of choices
In decaying values a soul so pure
One thing in my life for which I will be sure
For the one who shall be love to me
And so she would always be
The fragrance of the flower of my life
The one who'd be my wife..
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