<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=403506" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A love of the day</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could not see her smile<br>it was long ago for a while<br>it flickered in moon light<br>A glorious moment to be called right</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I love a special day<br>which brings smile all the way<br>it may be in the form of ray<br>thought it may be distantly away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who can know and take it for real? <br>it has to be inwardly and must feel<br>if not then you are simply called rotten<br>it is off the scene and totally forgotten</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it does not come all of sudden<br>it is not to be invited even<br>it emerges from invisible land<br>Only God extends his invisible hand</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hasmukh+Amathalal">Hasmukh Amathalal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=403506" data-title="A love of the day de Hasmukh Amathalal" data-description="I could not see her smile it was long ago for a while it flickered in moon light A glorious moment to be called right I love a special day which brings smile all the way it may be in the form of ray thought it may be distantly away Who can know ..."></div> </div> </div>

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