A piece of cotton cloth,
With prints of uncountable roses,
I don't know why but I bought it.
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It happens quite often we like something so much that don't know what to do with it, we take it and then realize why we did that. Superb poem 5***
A wonderful thought of a great and loving father. A lovely and touching write.
Depth is measured by one's eye. The deepest thing I ever noted is the human heart. A beautiful poem. thanks sir and what lovely roses for one's daughter congrats to her for having a wonderful father
Quite a lovely and imaginative write. It also reflects deep familial feelings of elders towards their sons and daughters. Thanks a lot.
A piece of cotton cloth, With prints of uncountable roses, I don't know why but I bought it./// but I am to the cotton cloths roses; it seems to me the print is 3D printing on this cloth; it's look like real flowers; but I am not sure about that, it's maybe the plucked rose flowers. Whatever; flower is always flower which always can make together to loving souls///
The day was fore sought because of your fore thought. A Lovely idea so nicely penned!