They Play Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
They Play
They play
In the clay
With great pleasure,
It's their real treasure,
Freedom is their soul,
Which is never small,
They want to soar high
And they are never shy,
I have written them in my glorious realm
Which is always true and fine.
Saturday, August 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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12/20/2025 11:57:14 PM # 1.0.0
Nice rhyming! Good poem my friend!