Author A. K. Ramanujan Purananuru 187 Bless you, earth: field, forest, valley, or hill, you are only as good as the good young men in each place. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments