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Friday, October 29, 2010


Smiles in sepia
set against flowers in bloom
yellow books
in a dusty room

Sound of rain
evokes a scent
Laughter echoes
in a lazy moment

The guitar strums
an old memory
A tune remains
The words set free

Paradise Lost
but not in vain
This golden autumn day
I am a child again.

- To Mowgli with Love, Amma.