Walk Of Life Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Walk Of Life
Rating: ★5.0
Grandpa! Your walking stick knows how many pebbles that you hit?
But the pebbles never hit you on your walkover.
*Some unsophisticated friends are like that.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
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Sandra Fowler
09 October 2008
The child who calls you Grandpa has an artless, genuine charm that is delightful to behold. Ten for both of you. Warm regards, Sandra
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4/30/2024 2:48:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is very funny, Nimal. And again, the haiku form comes to mind as I read it - haiku with wit, perhaps. Wonderful, original poetry. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥