The gentle wind softly chimes the bells
A sound I'd love to hear again
Afterall better than what my mother yells
my mother, my father, my dear pain
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my mom uses to have a very shrill voice a terrible temper too...today i miss all..i too started writing at a very young age but was a secret writer...my parents were not very keen readers...they never stood in my way when i read tagore, bharathiar, kabir in fact they provided me the money...i never expected them to appreciate my works...narrow paths and high stone walls are full of care and love...your rebel teen age shows in this poem friend
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my mom uses to have a very shrill voice a terrible temper too...today i miss all..i too started writing at a very young age but was a secret writer...my parents were not very keen readers...they never stood in my way when i read tagore, bharathiar, kabir in fact they provided me the money...i never expected them to appreciate my works...narrow paths and high stone walls are full of care and love...your rebel teen age shows in this poem friend