I wanna sell happiness,
I wanna sell joys,
I wanna be like the florist,
Who sells the colours of life.
Each bouquet is filled with love,
Each flower in it blooms,
I wanna be like the florist,
Who adds emotion to your drives.
Freshness of the buds,
He truns them to flower,
I wanna be like the florist,
Who makes peoples smile by just guesture.
Variety of floral,
Variety of thoughts,
I wanna just be like the florist,
Who moulds them perfectly texture.
Fragrances of nature,
Colours of life,
I wanna be like him,
Who makes our moments glimpse.
Jyoti Vishwakarma’s 
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