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A bouquet of flowers picked along the way ….

My Muse May 11, 2009

Filed under: love,poetry — gurdas @ :

My muse says her stay is over
And before sunrise she must be away
To her house across green fields of clover
Where merry winds make her golden hair sway

 

2 Responses to “My Muse”

  1. Joyeeta Says:
    May 12, 2009 at :

    Love with all your might,
    And it may be that one day
    she will again cross your way…
    and you never know
    that day may not be too far away!!
    Cheers :)

    Reply
  2. gurdas Says:
    May 12, 2009 at :

    J: fingers crossed!

    Reply

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