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Our Thread
It’s like a long thread,
Which we all have to tread
Both ends of thread,
Are birth and death,
And what lies in between,
Is our own story..... our life!
Life’s thread texture varies in patches,
Twisted, knotted in latches.
Co-joined by other threads, weave cobwebs at intervals,
Left by some,
In midst, resulting upheaval.
But the single thread continues,
From the start, till the end.
It’s your life, your thread,
Loved ones join you on way,
Friends you make each day,
Relations you adorn at bay .
Children you sear, along way!
You guaze its length, won’t be of use,
As this factor,
‘He’ has kept as ‘His’ muse!
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