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navmi dharmadhikari

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navmi dharmadhikari

Tragedy Classics Others

Simple Joys of life

Simple Joys of life

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Once a day, I heard my parents talking about something precious,

The word precious makes me mad about Treasure's gluttonous.


But,due to my parent's love my greediness perish, 

There is no treasure they are just seeing my toys and getting cherish.



My parents take care of my 

Childhood toys like a treasure,

 I said thanks for their love but they easily said it's our pleasure.


I realised the memories of my childhood gives them happiness,

They enjoys again our past moments.


Now, I learn from my parents

What's heaven,

Making our memorable moments unforgettable is heaven.




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