Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Wise Saying. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The old man was walking fast
To catch the bus to nearest town
The younger son follows him
When in a sudden slip falls in way
The old man was painful of his fall
The little child smiles there
And tries to close his mouth
The wise words came from the old man
Never mind, opportunity to smile is natural
Emotions we can't curtained always.
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