The
way your soft presence..
Heals people around.
Your effortless acceptance,
makes
Sick
feel better, and
Weak feel stronger,
Just because you are there.
The
way your heart bleeds ..
Whenever you see
A child crying,
An old man coughing,
A woman wailing or
A handicapped person trying
A simple task and
Failing.
You
see Nightingale ...
I didn't marry Moon,
Never touched Teresa, and yet
My love is deep and true,
Raj
Jain
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