the morning was bright
the breeze was cool and gentle
many would say it was a beautiful day
a fountain was in the corner
the sound of gushing water was relaxing
the sight and sound were captivating
I sat at the table
tea was served promptly
warm with biscuits
but I, I was grieving
filled with so much sadness
and then, I cried in her garden
Feb 1 2009
najmi
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2 comments:
It has been a while since I drop by... I love the poet. Somehow describe my feelings of what I am facing at the office right now.
Dear Anakmami,
Sometimes, it is best to just show our true feelings. Even if its only to ourselves....
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