He did not know which way to go?
On mountain high, capped cold with snow.
His matted hair tossed to and fro,
He did not know which way to go.
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An heart rendering poem...they left me here......with ageing face and tousled hair..........oh.........very good lines and written by golden words........thank you for your kind sharing.
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An heart rendering poem...they left me here......with ageing face and tousled hair..........oh.........very good lines and written by golden words........thank you for your kind sharing.