Aug 2012
On top of those broad steps,
face, framed by a wildly flowered
rose bush, she stood awaiting me misty eyed;
after ages, it seemed so unreal,
in a rush of memories
I too cried
face, framed by a wildly flowered
rose bush, she stood awaiting me misty eyed;
after ages, it seemed so unreal,
in a rush of memories
I too cried
