Listen to the tweeter of the birds And the singsong splash of the river; The trees dance with the breeze And my heart remembers The voice that used to utter my name. Ah! Smell the beguiling roses That insistently perfume this place; Recall the glorious sunset That winked and flirted with the dark. Thoughts of long ago creep into my spine-- Begging me to reconsider all That was carelessly left behind. "Maudlin Musings" #MaudlinMusings #diwa #yqbaba
