By Viraj Shinde
First time open eye,
And it’s my first cry,
God fixes our tie,
Mom, you are my…….
First ‘Rakhi’ you tie,
Demand gifts high,
Fighting for one pie,
Sister, you are my…….
Answer my every ‘Why?’,
Give me bigger toy,
Save me if I tell lie,
Granny, you are my……
First lesson you edify,
Easy tricks- How to apply,
Teach- who are not shy,
Teacher, you are my…….
First friend’s hair dry,
Colour like butterfly,
Playing with wooden ply, Best buddy, you are my….
Pray ‘Sharada’ who live in sky, For mother IND I’ll die,
Your help is in stand-by, All you ladies are great guys……
By Viraj Shinde
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