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A Letter poem for Pakistan
Dearest Pakistan,
Thank you so much for being mine
Randomly counting my blessings
I recalled you
My eyes welled up knowing
What good am I to you?
Out of my forgetfulness about you
I just realized -
How much do I rely upon you
& so very little do I really value you
Aspiring to do good things for you,
But do I really do?
To myself, I think that I care for you
But sadly, being from you and of you
I do realize that,
I live so very far away from you
Longing to be near you,
I wish I could hug you, holding you
Protect you with all my might
Though for the time being,
I may not be near you
Yet, promise me something
Please be counting on me, please do.
Don't miss me for now,
As I have been missing you so much for years
I promise you for I dare myself every day
That I will be working for your good,
Always and for ever
Please know, I will give happily… all so happily
The gift of my life to you!
People don't remember how fast you did your job, but they will long remember how well you did it.
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