July 16, 2013
Š By Prakash
Looking out my Window,
I pause for a moment..
Starring through the dark clouds,
I hoped for a glimpse of you.
Dreaming back the yesteryears
I wonder all about you
Growing tall and sweet,
I guess that’s who you’ve become.
Looking through the Window,
I pause for a moment..
Stretching out my arm,
I hear my fingers tap in expectation.
Curving my lips to a smile,
My heart beats faster,
Seeing a glimpse of you again
A girl with a yellow flower in her hair.
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