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Eventide
I stop,
by the lake side,
on a road wide,
at eventide
On floating weeds,
few pelican`s still,
as darkness creeps,
on the hill
The bell chimes
from a church not old,
breaking the silence
through waves of gold....
A tiny bird
flies along,
tweeting merrily,
in my song!
poem
by
Dr Madhavi Grace
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