The Street Hawker Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
The Street Hawker
From the day his mother died
He had no time to mourn
Coz the very next morn
The same robe he had to adorn
Same food he served door to door
Forgetting mother is no more!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
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