Encounter The Past(After Visiting My Native Village) Comments

Life becomes full of woe, How do I wish to live my past days of love dream and desire

The deep green field The wet bog and the grey sky, Boys are playing in deep silence, All unknown faces, the new echelon, the generation next.

ARE YOU PG TALKING OF AND ABOUT YOUR VILLAGE POST CORONA DON'T WORRY IT WILL BE AGAIN LIKE YOU WANTED IT AFTER LONG LET THE NEW VACCINE COME ALONG TILL THEN READ MY FRESHER POEMS LIKE A POST CORONA RECOVERY SONG PG FOR EVER O YOUR VILLAGE YOU MUST BELONG DING DONG