Another children’s day is here,
Bringing joy and
pleasure’s new,
On this special , Nehru dear
I want to
remember you.
I can’t adore you costly gifts,
And I have told
you this before,
No matter what I gave to you,
You gave back
much more before.
I am giving you a pure,sweet rose
Gathered in the
early morn,
The rose you plant in my heart,
The day that I
was born.
With kindly, loving thoughts of you,
And with the
faith you still impart,
Is the love
that’s in my heart.
Mrutunjaya Dash (K .V., Koraput)
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Immense poetic style
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