I was so upset of firing from the job by my ruthless boss
And I missed the last bus.
I walked towards the dark Railway Station
And I heard a train hoots from a far away.
...
Read full text
A fascinating parable about the poverty of choice and the relativity of generosity. Your words flow so effortlessly, Nimal. I continue to gaze at them in awe. I'm sure that your lonely widow and her children will manage in their new 'family' of six! Here's hoping anyway. Wonderful poem dedicated to a wonderful poet, too. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Thank you very much for the wonderful dedication. I loved what Picasso said about children. Who can say what poet's work will live beyond the calendar? We can only hope that history will be kind to us. Thank you for your beautiful comment on 'Wind Harp'. I feel privileged to be called your'teacher'. You have a remarkable, original way with words. 'Goods Train' gets a ten from me. Friends 4ever, Sandra
Your poem Goods Train' gets a 10 from me! Well written!