Thursday, November 29, 2012

My Home Town Comments

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The last time I saw my home town, her trees were dressed for spring,
And her people walked beneath those trees and birds found songs to sing.
The last time I saw my home town, her heart was warm and gay,
No matter how cruelly they change her, I'll remember her that way.
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Nero CaroZiv
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Gajanan Mishra 29 November 2012

good poem. I like it. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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