He is running or a limping walk?
How far he runs?
He is tired and stopped!
And how long he could wait?
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Your poem tells Jerry's story superbly well. Yet something tells me those bitter grapes might be just the tonic he needs. You're right. His dogged running continues. It will take more than a slippery ladder to stop him too. You are a fine story teller Nimal, as well as a talented poet. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Very compelling. You have many poetic miles to travel. Praise for your prolific pen. Warm regards, Sandra
wow, what a nice poem.... There he's got a ladder, at last 'bitter grapes' This time not a healthy fox but Rabid one...and grapes are not sour but bitter... lovely, Loving regards, Kolitha
Thank you Nimal, my brother, for these fine words put togther eloquently. Have a great 2009. Fondly, Jerry