What is it?

a poem by Shweta Dixit

What is it?
What can I call it?
What should I call?
Is it moonlight or a rainfall?
My life has changed in various ways,
Now the nights are long, ‘n’ bigger the days
I’ve got someone, my feelings shares,
Stand by me in blues ‘n’ always cares.
I’ve got his friendship like flower petal in my palm,
Which frees me from all worries ‘n’ leaves me in calm.
When I awake with his tender thoughts in morn,
It becomes my finest day with a new hope born.
Now I feel happy ‘n’ I feel secure,
The thing I’ve got is precious ‘n’ pure.