We are soft toys made of plastic
Designed to accept any shape and color
We are so much soft and too elastic,
Somewhere inside us is a wonderful motor.
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As long as there is a child in a man who loves to play Supply of raw material of love continues any way, In a soft plastic will be modified the hard clay, For the game there is a moonlit night and a sunny day. The child in us keeps us merrily happy, innocent and playful. .Magnificent poem Akhtar Sahab.......Top Stars
As long as there is a child in a man who loves to play Supply of raw material of love continues any way, In a soft plastic will be modified the hard clay, For the game there is a moonlit night and a sunny day. ////// beautiful loving poem; enjoyable
Wonderful poem.....my pick of lines: As long as there is a child in a man who loves to play. We must keep alive this child in us Supply of raw material of love continues any way, Very true In a soft plastic will be modified the hard clay, Heartfelt lines For the game there is a moonlit night and a sunny day......24x7
This is simply brilliant.......thank u......anjandev roy.