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Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2017
"My love,
My Sun God,
The beat of my fragile heart,
The crown of my head,
What is inflation?"
asked the wife to her husband.
"My sweetie  pie,
My Moon Godess Artemis,
My exotic perfume,
It's  simple.
First, when we got married,
You were 36-24-36,
Today you are 48-52-50,
You have everything more than what you had before,
But, your value has become less,
That's INFLATION.
Economy is not hard with a good example
Love dressed up as love
hits you like a train,
but you'll relish such collision
over anything less,
dressed up as the same.
Salmabanu Hatim Sep 2017
You are my golden Sun,
Your radiant smiles play sweet melodies in my heart.
You are my rainbow in rain,
An artist's palatte of colours,
A different shade for every new
day.
You are my glowing moon,
Smoothing away my tears and fears,
With your mesmerising look.
You are my twinkling stars,
Studded in the night sky,
Glistening jewels of my eyes.
You are my red, red rose,
Your sweet fragrance,
Intoxicates my very being.
You are the apple of my eye,
Without you I cannot survive,
A frosting on my cake,
I must have.
You are my guardian Angel,
A precious gift,
Loving, caring tender,
The light of my life.
Dedicated to my granddaughter on her birthday.
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