Monday, August 25, 2008

On Finding Someone Long Lost Comments

Rating: 5.0

Growing old—I grew up,
Stopped hugging grief.
Rediscovered,
The child in me.
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Mamta Agarwal
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Rema Prasanna 25 August 2008

A good one from a mother's heart to a child 10

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Indira Renganathan 25 August 2008

Feeling juvenile and youthful is a nourishing way of treating oneself...good write

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Kesav Easwaran 25 August 2008

growing old and grief...wise equation...in the same way 'child' and 'happiness' move together very well...the mind- mother here- opting to hug and nurture happiness is beautifully symbolic... the word ‘nurture’ is used intelligently.... the poem short though, the message there in goes a long, long way 10+

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