Death’s when upon me close, whispering cold
Grey wisdom, but of too little avail,
I know I’m death-less soul, no body frail,
And death’s change of garment worn out and old,
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Fantastic write. To quote ' the soul’s here to till fated farming field.' I also invite you to read some of my poems.
My apologies for not visiting this page. Thanks, Dear Rajesh Thankanan, and let me wish you very happy 2019.