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Wednesday, October 2, 2019

Jimi

Remembering old days
How far I have come!
From those paddy fields
Where I used to hide
And Jimi--my companion
used to play around me.
His eyes were bright
Jimi--my childhood friend
wagged his tail
and rolled over the ground
Before his death
He came to meet me at my house.

Lucknow, India 




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