Sonnet: The Windy Plain Of Kfmsr, Cbe Poem by Dr John Celes

The wind o’er here is howling endlessly,
While playing mighty tunes across the pass,
That enter ears of men, beastS harmlessly,
With supertones that vary with the bass.

The wind is fiercely blowing, night and day,
As dogs echo the howl from time to time,
With unison, undeciphered a way;
All year, the background is a pleasant clime!

A massive infra-structure springs surprise
–That caters to the patients sick, around
–A boon to all that keeps them healthy, nice;
The region stunned, with people quite dumb-found!

Money has found a useful purpose here,
With heart-felt thanks to souls that made it dear.

Dedicated to the Managing Trustees of KFMSR, Otthakalmandapam, CBE
Copyright by Dr John Celes 01-05-2015