A bright, sunny day…
It is harvesting time for the alu*,
Whole families came to help, even small children.
The women folks in their colourful sarees,
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The eye of the poet speaks through the heart Fantastic observation. Finding the potatoes in the soil is real fun. Used to be always around when my grandfather was doing this.
Sounds so.. naturalistic! I am relooking at India and Indians through you poems! Big 10