poem 2

benk's picture



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As we search for the father,
the ghosts carry in the wind,
as we search for the father,
we learn the strangest thing,

as we search for the father,
and the angels light our path,
our search for the father,
causes us to laugh,

for as we search for the father,
we begin to see,
as we search for the father,
the sons are you and me...



jasdir singh jaura's picture

Father......

As started serch for the father
found that he began to serch me
As serching the father
found that he is serching me
As serched the father
found that he serched me
As serched by the father
found that where is me

jasdir singh jaura | Mon, 10/25/2010 - 11:42