A glory was born unto the world br Some two decades back: br Caressed by the mother's smiles br Dipped in the father's heartfelt joys br A rose-bud in the garden br Singular among many…. br br Today as I sit by you br Your silence cannot contain br The aura of your being, br The beauty of your nature, br The fragrance is spilling br And leaving the world sweeter… br br But, ah, the world is too full of sorrow br Another's tragedy shakes my roots br And mirth is stifled within me. br So smile while you can br Make manifest your real being - br Grasp it before it is fled br br For there is so much to be done br Before a tear is shed… br br Author of this poem is Rameshwer Singh. br br Rameshwer gave this poem to me on 5 March 1987 as a birthday gift for my 21st birthday on 4 March 1987. This poem has always been one of my most cherished possessions and I am sharing it today,29 October 2014, with the whole world to ensure that it remains that way even after the curtains come down and I am gone...