On a hot, summer midday, as he was sitting in his car,
Stranded in the gridlock,
He looked out through the window glass.
His eyes stuck on an abandoned railway wagon,
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Memories! ! ! ! Life's journey. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Sun grass grew luxuriantly around, Touch-me-not flowers bloomed on the mimosa pudica /// Superbly written Sir; really very impressive; enjoyed I
@Edward Kofi Louis, Yes, thank you. Loved your short comment.