Monday, September 1, 2008
IF-memories
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.
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