A mother, wife and civil servant, a conscientious citizen and patriot ----- my abiding love for books has made me try my hand at writing poetry, none of which is anything but the strictly spontaneous outpouring of a mind that prizes truth and harmony, above all else.
Monday, November 21, 2016
journey
The rain drops are on a leisurely journey the tree is tall , you see when the lowest branches gleam with speckled dust I know the journey is complete (priya)
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