As I am sitting alone,
few thoughts are going along,
Trying to put them into words,
For the one who touches my chords.
A friend for life I'll be
& this comes from my heart.
As beautiful as white snow on hills in winter,
As we share a thought or an idea or a smile,
As deep as the endless blue ocean,
No matter what the distance is,
Be it close or be very far.
As warm as the summer sun
As fresh as first raindrop
Be it on roof or at hill top.
In an idea, a book or in star
& With everyday something new.
-Rish
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