If I could be a miniature painting in the gloomy sky above the evening star?
Through the dusk that scene you may watch from your halcyon cottage.
Then definitely you will shout 'Hey! There is a new star in the constellation'.
And all of your family members come out and see that without blinking.
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That new star could be a dream. How do you have dreams my dear in this laborius wakeful life? Great line. Excellent poem.
Obvious indeed. But the thought is original and the concept lovely.Sad music, Nimal. Warmest regards, Sandra
Nimal this is beautiful - evocative, pensive and so sad. Your have a wonderful rapport with words and their music. I am impressed. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥