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Father to Son
Father to son I do not understand this child Though we have lived together now In the same house for years. I know Nothing of him, so try to build Up a relationship from how He was when small. Yet have I Liked The seed I spent or show it where The land is his and none of mine? We speak like strangers, there,s no sing Of understanding in t... Read MoreFather to son
I do not understand this child
Though we have lived together now
In the same house for years. I know
Nothing of him, so try to build
Up a relationship from how
He was when small. Yet have I Liked
The seed I spent or show it where
The land is his and none of mine?
We speak like strangers, there,s no sing
Of understanding in the air.
This child is built to my design
Yet what he loves I cannot share.
Silence surrounds us. I would have
Him father ,s house, the home he knew,
Rather than see him make and move
His world. I would forgive him too,
Shaping from sorrow a new love.
Father and son, we both must live
On the same globe and the same land,
He speak. I cannot understand
Myself, why anger grows from grief.
We each put out an empty hand,
Longing for something to forgive.
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- Date:- 2025:12:10
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The Laburnum Top
The Laburnum Top The Laburnum Top is silent quite still In the afternIoon yellow september sunlight, A few leaves yellowing, all its seeds fallen. Till the goldfinch comes, with a twitching chirrup A suddenness, a startlement at a branch end. Then sleek as a lizard, and alert, and abrupt, she enters the thickness, and a machine starts up of chitterings, and a tre... Read MoreThe Laburnum Top
The Laburnum Top is silent quite still
In the afternIoon yellow september sunlight,
A few leaves yellowing, all its seeds fallen.
Till the goldfinch comes, with a twitching chirrup
A suddenness, a startlement at a branch end.
Then sleek as a lizard, and alert, and abrupt,
she enters the thickness, and a machine starts up
of chitterings, and a tremor of wings, and trillings--
the whole tree trembles and thrills.
it is the engine of her family.
she stokes it full, then flirts out to a branch -end
showing her barred face identity mask
Theen with eerie delicate whistle-chirrup whisperings
She launch away, towards the infinite
And the laburnum subsides to empty,
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- Date:- 2025:12:09
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The Relationship
The Relationship The Relationhship between teacher and student is like the connecition between the sun and moon. if sun reflects the light only than the moon shines bright. The Relationship between teacher and student is like the conconnection between potter and clay . According to the potter,s great effort the clay shaped. The relationship between the teacher student is like the... Read MoreThe Relationship
The Relationhship between teacher and student is like the connecition between the sun and moon. if sun reflects the light only than the moon shines bright.
The Relationship between teacher and student is like the conconnection between potter and clay . According to the potter,s great effort the clay shaped.
The relationship between the teacher student is like the connection between mother and child, when mother teaches the child to recognize thinghs. the relationship between teacher and student is like connection between lock and key, where teacher is the key to open the lock of student,s life.
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