Let today be a fete.
A remembrance of your strength.
With you, we channel our laughter.
Not because yours faltered,
But hath the sun ever marred the moon?
Unlikely.
And so nothing, that has the gall to
Approach you , is insurmountable.
Blind ’em with your goodness.
With us concocting an everlasting potion,
Let today be a fete.
A remembrance of your strength.

– Meera

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