(1) Blue Windows-For Rajaram Ramachandran - Poem by Sandra Fowler
I think you frail blue windows of my thoughts,
Each pane a poem intricately wrought.
Via my faith, they reach your distant sill.
The music of two souls is never still.
In tune we sing together of twilight,
The quatrains are universally bright.
Warmth is immeasurable from shore to shore.
Imagination, Friend, can do no more.
In praise of distant friends, with my compliments to
Copyright,2008, Sandra Fowler
Published, 'Enchanting Verses'
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