<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=405768" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No sorry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And worth of every birth<br>now you know<br>the meaning of non-sense<br>I guess that helps you<br>Turn your nerves tense… neetu valia</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I knew nothing as boy<br>As I had all kind of toys<br>Colorful and along with new bride<br>With complete joy and pride to hide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were nearby<br>Liked by me always to try<br>Tease you with pulling of hair<br>It gave me joy and seemed very fair </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I used to miss<br>Yes I remember it with lovely kiss<br>That everybody used to put on my cheek<br>You too were eager to seek </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were real for me<br>Not like toy or anything that was easy and free<br>But you were always by my side<br>To share world that was not wide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wanted no one else<br>You were making me tense<br>You may sometimes hide behind bed<br>Forcing me to go after and feel sad</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dreamed from childhood<br>You came from neighborhood<br>But I missed whole of the time<br>You never went out of sight anytime </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was always happy<br>Run after you and always ready<br>To share grief and joy<br>Those were the days to be spent with joy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now also nothing has changed<br>I have my childhood and managed<br>I missed you from deep of my memory<br>I feel happy and proud but never feel sorry</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=405768" data-title="No sorry de Hasmukh Amathalal" data-description="And worth of every birth now you know the meaning of non-sense I guess that helps you Turn your nerves tense… neetu valia I knew nothing as boy As I had all kind of toys Colorful and along with new bride With complete joy and pride to hide You..."></div> </div> </div>

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