mother and father
sit at the head
of the table
one day I suppose
they will come
to my house instead
and I will
take their place.
head of the table
Sending poetry to the world
Sending poetry to the world
mother and father
sit at the head
of the table
one day I suppose
they will come
to my house instead
and I will
take their place.
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how true. jody u hv a uncanny way of looking deep into situations and turning thse into poetry. thanks rajni
aww well thank you so much again rajni – it's great to have you here! greatly appreciated!