The Impressions Count Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Impressions Count



I went to my head master and my son’s
To invite for my son’s wedding one day.
The farmer appeared to me more awesome
Than the later for I was under him.
The impressions of the past count.
18.08.2009

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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