A haiku

Opening the door Little one's laughter I hear-- a father's reward

Dad's Death

Two weeks ago, Dad drew his final breath. Now I have no parents because of his death. He was battling leukemia and took a turn for the worse.

Why?

Why? P K Routray Read we story, read we novel, see picture and stories we tell. Villain and hero, good or bad we notice desirous we become to see, villain hero to punish

Fairy grass

There’s a feathery grass that’s as soft as a sigh that I oft like to stroke as I am walking by. Common Bent it is called and as it shakes its head
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I Love You Too Much

How cruel it is to love someone that who you can't be with

Luckiest

Luckiest P K Routray Lucky are some with knowledge and wisdom Lucky are some with pelf, wealth and kingdom Lucky are some with stamina and strength awesome Luckiest are they

Reindeer games Chapter 4

Deerly beloved

To a grey hair

Slender silver sliver; little hair of shining grey; age comes to deliver more and more of you each day. You resemble blades of grass that winters frost turns white

TYING THE KNOT

let's do it

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