Poems, like flowers, often grow out of mud.
But trample them no one can into dirt in vain,
When Poet's words rhyme fastened chain
Weaves fabric strongly tied with reader's heart.
Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 1:31 PM UTC
Poems, like flowers, often grow out of mud.
But trample them no one can into dirt in vain,
When Poet's words rhyme fastened chain
Weaves fabric strongly tied with reader's heart.