The Prodigal Son : (Western Version) : Rudyard Kipling : : Sons Poems : :

Here come I to my own again, Fed, forgiven. and known again, Claimed by bone of my bone again And cheered by flesh of my flesh. The fatted calf is dressed for me, But the husks have greater zest for me, I think my pigs will be best for me, So I’m off to theContinue reading “The Prodigal Son : (Western Version) : Rudyard Kipling : : Sons Poems : :”

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