There was sound of the door chime
It was not like I saw her for the first time
But the breeze that breezed through her hair that day
Was making them look as though birds would fly away
That look on her face with the sun shining behind her
Left me just gazing and admiring the beauty, speechless
Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 1:11 AM UTC
There was sound of the door chime
It was not like I saw her for the first time
But the breeze that breezed through her hair that day
Was making them look as though birds would fly away
That look on her face with the sun shining behind her
Left me just gazing and admiring the beauty, speechless
© Atul Kaushal
