MEMORIES
The cool breeze ,
The warm sunshine,
The green meadows ,
The flying birds in a line.
As i walked ahead,
Her hand was locked in mine,
Never did i know better,
That i was in cloud nine.
Today,
All i have are memories,
With whom i dine.
I... dine.
Deb.
Lovely - a beautiful illustration (and poem)
ReplyDeleteThis is a very nice illustration. I like the feeling of space. Near is so near and far is so far.
ReplyDeleteFantastic!
ReplyDeleteWhat a depth!
I stil want my dreams to b in an animated world, lyk dis frame...lyk animation views, coz its so unreal but yet da way v want it...
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