The blossomed white lots of soul held in the body
Lives from birth to death though out
Smiling at its mother in childhood
And reflecting dark days in old age.
But it makes you happy when world is ugly
From cheering from within filled with serenity
As each soul has beauty beyond death
When from childhood you climb each step.
So in sun shine and rain, in happiness and pain
Try to lead the life in azure lane
To reach heaven at the end of journey
By spending for everyone happiness penny.
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