An evening walk through the grassy path of our land. The path leads to my uncle's house.
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| Yet knowing how way leads on to way. |
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| I took the one less traveled by. |
Life after the stormy night,
With a rainbow, in the morning so bright.
1 comment :
So Sweet! Children are the best to try roads we would never adventure ourselves on.......happy to read you again Najeeba.
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