THE CALL
I was waiting on a hilltop,
They were going down the valley.
I asked when to jump down
Said me to wait until the call.
It was full of snow;
I thought something but they said no.
,the wait was never ending,
But stood there for the call.
Tried all sources but,
Could do nothing just to keep quiet.
I asked when to jump down,
Said me to wait until the call,
Copyright © sisira chowdavarapu | Year Posted 2025
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