When I too pass away...




When my childhood was gone, I missed its innocence.
When my schooldays were gone, I missed the freshness of those days. 
When my days with my parents were over, I missed the days of gratifying attention and affection in the air. 
When my parents passed away, I lost the best opportunity to gain Paradise. 
When the days pass on, I miss each day, I lose each day...or gain something from it, to have with me. To take something from all my past days to cherish. To take along with me something even when I too pass away! 

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