Text Box: Falling In Love

Whenever I think of you My Lord,
I think I fall in Love,
It seems the earth is pushing up,
You pull from far above,
Your Grace and Charm is what I like,
Your Bounties I admire,
My eyes and heart are filled with You,
What is more that I require,
I like to sit with You and talk,
And listen to what You Say,
I wish You pat my cheeks and chin,
As Mothers with babies play,
Whatever is all around I see,
And shun it with a grin,
You are my Health and Wealth and Life,
You are my Kith and Kin,
Now let me know that You will be with me for all the time,
Whatever the rest of the world may have,
For me, it is less than a dime.

Munir Ahmad Azim
(20th April 2003 @ 10:15 a.m)