Long Procession Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Long Procession
In the long procession,
Many people were walking,
All of them were weeping,
But at the end of it
I saw a little boy,
He was very innocent
And he was walking
With a smiling face,
I asked him,
"Why are you smiling? "
Indifferently he said,
"I don't know
The meaning of this procession."
which minister dieded god bless the boy for his ignorance and BLISS
Remarkable write on the innocence of a little boy. Very well expressed in a simple way. Thanks for sharing, Anjandev.
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4/26/2024 8:55:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
As that of the child We are also part of The processions that we are not sure of. only thing to do is smiling