Sunday, October 20, 2013
Perpetual Foot Prints Comments
Rating: ★5.0
A man strides through the street.
The street is not a new sapling.
It’s air has the same olden, golden aroma.
Still now,
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7/31/2025 1:05:17 PM # 1.0.0
This is really a great poem! street a new sapling....that is an amazing term for the setting of your poem, now the sky grows pale, , blossoms burst, leading to famous mother, ....... poetry is not new to you, your skill is excellent and the depth to your meter is exciting to read, I very much enjoyed this poem!