watching falling stars....
or the look your eyes
dont lingering give...
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The poem starts with this first verse, Once upon a time, in regions far away, there came a drought so dreadful, as men say, that rivers, springs, and running brooks were dried, and every plant and flower had drooped, and died
Such a valuable poem, really makes one to open the eyes to recognise the need of water.Great love for freedom is displayed in this beautiful poem.Thanks for share. Rekhamandagere
Author anonymous. Title The Cup of Water