The road of world is from dawn to dusk
my son walks In the dawn part an I walk in the dusk part
He is fore and I am forty
He walks to mysterious world eagerly and I leave it regretfully
This is the flow of living
This is what we all are singing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He walks to mysterious world eagerly and I leave it regretfully This is the flow of living This is what we all are singing yes this is the flow of living. very nicely expressed dear poetess. tony
Thanks alot dear. Thanks a milion