Sunday, October 11, 2020

The New Sun Rays Comments

Rating: 5.0

Peeping through the window glass
Calls me with a sweet smile
Wake up my dear darling
I'm crawling up the sky
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Varsha M
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Vidya Murali 13 October 2020

Nicely expressed. I remember the days I get ready and wear the shoes for my tasks. Missing those days of stepping out in the sunshine for our work. Thanks for sharing Varsha.

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Indira Renganathan 13 October 2020

A lovely and striking poem....picture also is cute....sun is always a dear son....great work...many stars************ thank you Varsha for your comment of appreciation on my poem A Recipe

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