Sunday, November 9, 2014

Crocheting Love Comments

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Spring left alone and summer is no more,
Both he saw off with tears at the shore,
He is now just melting orange of Wordsworth,
Hands on skies and foot on the earth,
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Akhtar Jawad
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Melvina Germain 02 August 2015

First of all I love the title...such vivid imagery as the image of the daughter is remarkable and paints the whole scene...Excellent poem.....

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Edward Kofi Louis 11 November 2014

Great work! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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Hazel Durham 11 November 2014

His daughter has in her heart pure love that she embraces her father by looking after him lovingly! Heartwarming write!

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Khalida Bano Ali 09 November 2014

Yes a mother's alternate is a loving daughter. A lovely and beautiful poem. I refer Hazrat Bibi Syeda who looked after her father and was called Umme Abiha.

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Salini Nair 09 November 2014

Crocheting love is a nature's grant, Forgetting his life time painful dejection, He slept for dreams with aurora of affection! .....................beautiful poem sir...

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