The heart that spread happiness Couldn't care less For it found no reason Why it should When it cared for Without it's own consciousness. Unknowingly the love it spread Scattered joy In the life of dearth Like a butterfly Spreading pollen unsaid And flies away. Is it enough for all Or should one lose it all? Caring too is a commitment Be there to be the giver In your strength new hopes Spring like a climber.
Vidhya, this is the characteristic of a carelessly caring giver. You said it right with right words. sriniketan
