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by Muthu Mar 1, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
There is a fairy of goodness She helps to lessen many an illness It is her gentle caress That helps to reduce stresses. Her occasional friend very kind Springs many a pleasant find Children get very nice sweets Youths meet sweethearts in streets. Dead ones pleasant and nice Come alive before oneâ??s eyes Greedy finds treasure in yard Devotees see face to face God. To good hearts lullaby she sings For the wicked nightmare she brings Without her quietening care Burden of life we cannot bear. She tunes our body clock And makes the mind well tick Sleep, the fairy of goodness Indeed gives us freshness.
by Abha
This too is good...