The Glory of Ancients
the birth of an infant
the ancient kingdom celebrates
gentle gift of life
man moved ahead
kingdom no more survived
families break up
new nuclear family
birth and death forever here
just seem to pass by
when death knocks on the door
realisation slides in
of the glory of ancients
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2011
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