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An Act Of My Fate…

I take this as an act of my fate,
When you walked to me through this gate
Entered my soul to last…
I almost forgot my past.
Your charming heart made me sail again,
On this barren soul once again it rained.
I had forgot the fragrance of the flowers,
Till I smelled the first spring flower within me.
Will always water it with my love and passion,
A beautiful soul and a flower of His creation…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag