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NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 15, EVERY BIRTHDAY IS A DREAM.....

NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 15, EVERY BIRTHDAY IS A DREAM.....

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NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 15

Every birthday is a dream,

a dream which comes true to all,

Dear Poetess Piusha Singh,

wishing you many many

happy returns of the day,

- WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Everything is blossoming by itself,

Like your soft lotus petals of love,

An angelic, alluring, rare lovely face,

When you sing in a nightinglae voice,

You become a blue moon Goddess,

Walking with silver colored sandals,

Descending the trellis of red stars,

Unto the Earth's rim that brings rays,

Clouded in a misty beauty of dawn,

Is this face, a real lotus flora dream,

Pouring lyrical flavor and fragrance

Like a harp string with golden strings,

Waiting for the embrace of tomorrow,

That it gives forth a softened melody.

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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NOTE:

My friend Poetess Piusha Singh is celebrating her HAPPY birthday on this day, 15th November 2014. I share her joy and happiness on this occasion of her birthday,

Regards & Love,

WILLIAMSJI  MAVELI

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Valerie Lynn

Aww Happy Birthday beautiful!!!

Val ♥️ 

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