Spices Of Life
Life's spice is made of joy and pain
Like a little dropp of sunshine and fain
Where no one has any power or say
To fight with fate in any way
So remember that it is better to smile
And laugh in your way for a while
And stop your tears to sigh or mourn
And learn to carve a life of your own
Because life is the best gift of god
So think of it as a reward
And remember that without cloud of rain
We couldn't have enjoyed sunshine or fain.
Seema Chowdhury
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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