Letters are few
In each language
Of the world
Rich in heritage.
Letters gathered
Form words found
In a dictionary
New words adding up.
Vocabulary develops
Gradually with age
Known words gathered
Form sentences in books.
Books then form
Part of literature
People read and
Blend their lives.
Poetry tries to fit
Universe in a stanza
Prose may turn a little
Incident into a volume.
Every written item
Of our tradition
We should always
Feel proud of.
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