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Farmer’s pride
The farmer stares, At open skies, Hopelessly searching, For fluffy thick clouds. To his dismay, The sky is blue, The sun is out, Shining sha...
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I am not going to post any poem this time. This post is just a tribute to all ladies i.e . wives and mothers who painstakingly balance life...
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This New Year, we will welcome hope and positive, kindness and gratitude, love and faith, sweet and happy memories, thoughts and peop...
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His blue eyes sometimes naughty, sometimes needy. Love is what he asks for, Attention what he needs. His white and grey fur, smooth ...

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