You shower me with your grace,
but I receive it but with my little hands.
About Me
- vinod
- My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began, So is it now I am a man, So be it when I shall grow old Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man: And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety
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