A Collapsed House Rebuilt
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Indira Renganathan
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In that top corner of the house
A cobweb swaying in breeze
What made the breeze become the wind
A foul play..it blew butting blind
Chasing the wind now cobweb in a play
It's His mercy the spider back on way
Behold, he is weaving again his house
Note:Thank you PoemHunter for selecting my poem 'A Collapsed House Rebuilt' for the Poem Of The Day..thanks a lot for this honour
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