So much of Life
Just passed me by
Yet I never missed it
Shall I tell you why ?

So , so , much was given
I never had room
Although I love sorrow
For that kind of gloom

“ The World is so full of
So many , many things
I’m sure we should all be
As happy as kings “

There is so much joy
There is so much pain
The trick is : Enjoy
Loss as much as gain

For all , all are gifts
From Love who made all
For Whom all are equal
The big and the small

By Whom all are loved
And no one is lost
So live love and give
And don’t count the cost

How can one be lost
With Him by one’s side ?
Of comfort then be
In hope then abide !

( Amita Sarjit Ahluwalia )

2 thoughts on “Comfort

  1. Pushmaotee Subrun

    So live love and give
    And don’t count the cost… The poem deals with much optimism… to live, love and give…


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