Falling down...down... down,
I can still hear the mocking tones..
of laughter of the young ones
Know not they, one day too
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the special love for the soil by you is praiseworthy.....there is no place like home.....lovely lines by you..
It is but natural that every one strives to return to the soil of one's origin right from the beginning of the second innings of life. A meaningful and thought provoking poem. Thanks for sharing.