Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Bethlehem, a visit
Bethlehem,
here, He was born- a child
there, His Mother breast-fed him, on the road
while our mothers recluse to homes, in comfort.
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