Fine in trip mind is adorning,
Sun is rising in East morning.
Son calls to go to farm to daddy,
Its harvest time they see paddy.
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While time comes life goes away, ... Sun rising in the east... Son calling you to go.... Things done at the right time culminate in rich harvest. Meditative piece.
Be aware and do not waste at all, Time is precious gift of father tall. Let us adore and meditate him soon, He will of course spread sure boon..................The precious time if lost never comes back, great poem.
picture of Chris G. Vaillancourt xGood reflective write. Nice piece 19 Dec 2014 by Chris G. Vaillancourt | Reply picture of G. Akanji Olaniyi xThat is nature, the more you try to know, the more confused you become. Thanks for writing and sharing! ! ! 19 Dec 2014 by G. Akanji Olaniyi | Reply
Life of humans is wonder going on so as You have said in your poem. Nice one to read!
picture of Andrew Carless xwell written, mind check out my new poem please and tfs 18 Dec 2014 by Andrew Carless | Reply picture of Chris G. Vaillancourt xvery rich and flowing piece. Your lines so uniform on the page and so smooth 18 Dec 2014 by Chris G. Vaillancourt | Reply
When hope gets natural touch, the it shines. Every person needs service and good hope helps installing values. Nice social poem is written.