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The Village Home

Sweet is the village home With the overhanging trees With the open well on the east With the kitchen adjacent to the well.. The coconut trees giving shade The Jack fruit and the mango trees Decorating the land beside The peacocks roosting on the trees The red Mangalore tiles Giving protection from the sun and the rain The green chillies and the bananas The drumstick tree and the climbers Ginger and Curry leaf tree The Coccinia and the Turkey berry Plants and climbers Giving all the vegetables in-house The long verandahs The corridors The wooden stairs The large dining hall It is not just a home But a life itself With nostalgic memories Which will never die at all... The house that has seen Various happy moments Various sad events Which has seen birth and death It is not just a home But a life itself With nostalgic memories Which will never die at all.....
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Jul 12, 2015
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http://tprmenon.blogspot.in/2015/07/the-village-home.html

Photo: My sis-in-law's home at Pallippadam, Kerala, India.

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