The Carpet....πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™

 


Buddha's siri pa

To kiss, to wipe

You are dressed

Near the scent chamber

You can not do without

We who are minnows 

Suffered innumerable times 

To the sun, to the rain, to the dew 

As one 

You as various carpets 


Suffering, from near the door 

Why not write about you 

The world has forgotten 

The service you do 

Without sending garbage into the house 

For the good service you do 

Thank you......



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