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This poem is dedicated to my yellow aeroplane toy which I lost and still look up at the sky everytime I hear the thundering of an aeroplane. friends toy aeroplane goals grateful i look up to you This is for my mother and to every mother who is an ideal to her child... My mom is no more in this world and my this poetry i have tried to tribute her my poem describes the state of my mind which is happy inside the limit and actually don't know the meaning of freedom Joy and sorrow- which is the winner?

English This Poem Is Dedicated To My Yellow Aeroplane Toy Which I Lost And Still Look Up At The Sky Everytime I Hear The Thundering Of An Aeroplane. Poems