When he saw her
The very first time,
All that he knew was
That she was his.
Kind heart, sweet smile,
Those enchanting eyes;
He decided to spend with her
The rest of his life.
Now that she is blurring
Right out of his sight,
Gloom clouds over
His tearful eyes.
14th October 2006
10.47 pm
Succinctly eloquent lament... '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
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I would like to translate this poem
asma... yet again you write Beautifully as always... india should be pround of a daughter like you... andrew