Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Holding Hands

Holding Hands

We learn to walk by holding our parents' hands,
We hold their hands to feel the comforts,
No matter you live in which lands,
Holding hands needs no efforts.
But with you - my love,
I was hesitant to do so,
Scared to have blown you off!
But you held my hand,
And held it tight!
I was all red and you were in delight.
I never felt the rush of blood running ever so fast,
Not even when I ran for hours on the grounds.
 The feeling that you gave will forever last,
I will never leave you and always be in your bound.
~Jay Mehta
~Jay Mehta
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 Thank You!
Jay Mehta.
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