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If... If it were all upto me; The slave would be free & a blind man would see. The hungry would eat & corrupt would not cheat. The weak would be strong & people with hatred would all get along. The poor would have riches, No heartbreaks, no stiches. The ones who are greedy would start to share & unfriendly people would start to care. The thirsty would drink & everything bad would sink. The deaf would hear & there’ll be no eye with a tear. Thus, sorrows and sadness would all disappear. This is how the world would be.... ......if it were all upto me. — Megha Chopra, Class IX-E, D.N. Model Sr. Sec. School, Moga. My dear mom Sometimes we get busy in our lives each day, We neglect to tell people things we should say. As I pondered these thoughts with you in mind, I realised how important it was to find time. I want to tell you my thoughts on paper, So when we’re apart you can read them later. You’re a very special lady, who showered me with love I am thankful for you as I’ve told God above. This poem could never be sent to any other Because it’s written specially for you, my mother. — Arpu, Class XI, Jesus
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