Sitting By The Fireside Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Sitting By The Fireside



Sitting by the fireside
Sometimes during the winter nights
Warming against the chill and mist
Together with the youngest brother
I still remember all that but silently,
This year the winter is knocking at
With the bleak hope and desolate ruffle
But he is not there to sit and share.

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