The Doe’s Illness Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Doe’s Illness
Limbs gaunt, gait dull, my doe turned pale.
All the drugs used were of no avail.
Her stag has been driven to hills.
My daughter too has fallen ill.
17.11.2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
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4/24/2024 11:03:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
pray the stag returns to his doe....