Old House
Old House
Top of the hill's day
Little old house kisses sun's rays
Peak of the mountain puzzles
Opens window by two hands
Dances the dust shinning vibrant
Lady's broom plays pleasant
Cool wind shakes some leaves
Enters, provides, breathe of heaven
For life of house hillock.
Copyright © Deepak Chalise | Year Posted 2016
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