iMourning often we tend
Misery generous to lend
I remember this young girl
Who brightened I life was dull
Nature tells me forget
‘Ati’ I gained the best I can get
But my feelings……opposes sought of change
Wondering why, so small my range
Even I deserve fun
Not being always being on run
Please come back to me dear one
And finish what you started
I’ve sanctioned you
We’ll share one roof
One sheet and even
One heart
Come, come my love
P.P/ the cruelty of nature sometimes grants us not our wishes and
denies what our hearts ache for


