The dolichos grows and covers the thorn,
O'er the waste is the dragon-plant creeping.
The man of my heart is away and I mourn--
What home have I,
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A superb poem depicting the sorrow and anguish of a lady whose man is not with her and her mourning in his absence, for that. Thanks for sharing.
........very nicely penned....always heartbreaking to lose a loved one ★