Sunday, May 20, 2012

A Year Comments

Rating: 2.8

IN the Spring we see:
Then the buds are dear to us—immature bosoms like lilies swell.
In the Summer we live:
When bright eyes are near to us, oh, the sweet stories the false lips tell!
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Ratnakar Mandlik 02 March 2017

Beautiful poem, a pleasure to read.

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