Definition of best morning:
Clear sky, gentle breeze, a poem and your memories..
-Anand
Home
Every now and then
There comes a moment,
When I sit alone
And think of home.
And your memories,
Float in front of my eyes.
Like fresh morning breeze
Soothing me, relaxing,
And deep in the heart, I feel
If only I could make time to freeze.
And again at other times,
When the Rainbow shines.
A spell on me, it does casts
As, amidst the silver clouds,
In the east sky, I can see
Beautiful face of yours, to float apast.
Yet again, at the other time,
In the distant church, when the bells chime.
I can visualize, while sitting alone
Beyond the woods, our sweet little home,
Suddenly, your memories starts showering like rain,
And in them, my heart gets drench.
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