Nite Nite Ma! !
He whispers mischeviously
Planting a half done hasty kiss on her
agebeaten brow
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''Between now and youth she smiles inwardly as memory rushes to paint The canvas of reminiscence…'' he can see her, by being behind the oaken door, and he can paint her with his eyes in his soul....by keeping her youth in his memory......10++
This is outstanding poetry in content as well as the expression. Ur words are lovely. A great piece indeed................10
Such a beautiful yet sad sentiment, Rehan. We all have our moments of remeniscence, when life and love were young and vibrant. A very touching piece, very effectively written. Linda