Granted
- Anikaa Johri
- Mar 13, 2022
- 1 min read
We think it will ne’er go away.
We think that it all will stay.
We take it all for granted.
Like the snow
Or our mother’s love ,
We think it won’t melt away.
But when we make it hard to stay
We realise we can’t take it for granted.
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