Thou has swept a cradle song down winter-
Ages in lilt of the settling sun;
In musing spirit; far from the eyes-cast,
Hailed from divine, proudly her tune Pristine!
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O Deba, my brother, You hailed from divine. I like your poems. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment. keep contact please.