Love Has Magic

Love what a magical word..
When comes in mind it changes everyone’s world.
Sometimes i wonder why we say it magical
May be its the power which make it mystical
Its the supremacy that make anyone perceive
That he can do any thing for whom he believe

Its the love that father work hard in depth
And nurture his family until his last breath

Its the power that a mother makes best of circumstances
No matter what would be the consequences

Its love that when a girl see at sky staring infinite stars
She would think of him no matters how far they are

Its love that a brother always ready to fight for his sis
Doesn’t matter how frail he is.

Yes i think that’s why we call it magical
Coz in world full of self -centred individual
There is some one, some where who just think about you..!!!
Like life is so simple

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