Real Friends

a poem by Shah Pravinchandra Kasturchand

I wanted a little light.
Some one lighted candle;
I wanted a little more light.
Some one switched on tube light;
I wanted a little more powerful light.
My close friends put my house on fire.
I was saved alive but my eyes gone;
Thanks, now I do not require light.
Now I want light talk from you.
You all are nice; you help me.
You take pity on me daily.
I too listen to all of you.
You light my blind life,
Yours a Lovely Gift.
Hats off to you.

My Real Good Great Friends!
Your sympathy is Exemplary!