Today I go to put down heartprints, <br />and if she says, 'I felt your touch.' <br />It is her sagacity to feel my love <br />touching her through her love. <br /> <br />A lady reluctant to face the limelight: <br />Just a pat to anyone makes him bright. <br />Poetry is her hallmark as has ever been <br />I smell and feel her like a fingerprint seen. <br /> <br />She is a cherub but without any wings <br />Gave very many a few precious things. <br />She is so sweet, so kind to one and all <br />Folks around her have a bravura ball. <br /> <br />She is self-possessed, tranquil like a bay, <br />Loves reading poems, passes all the day. <br />She brightens her time in a magical way, <br />Illuminate the skies for passing her way.<br /><br />Syed Anwar Yarkhan Jilani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thanksgiving-71/
