While I was a child, I often saw him roving in a ravine of hills,
With a stick in his hand and hat on his head, looking for cow dung
His coat lagged on the grassy plot, sweeping the dew.
He clambered up to the hilltop, parting the vegetation to a side
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good write, searching cow dung to fertile other's land- meaningful
Thank you for your valuable comment
It is based on real life of a person lived in my village.Thanks