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THE STOLEN JOY

It was my birthday;
My joy was on it's way
Morning passed to afternoon,
This hour took away all my fun.
The day turned down,
when my fun was about to begin..
Nature played its planned game,
I lost my priceless gem.
I tried hard to find my gem;
but nature had it's another game.
I found it but is faded,
My heart is left wounded.
The day is yet to come,
when I'll derive happiness from____
The talkies is of my grandfather
for whom I always bother......
"GET WELL SOON GRANDPA....😭😭😭"...
©bhargabi