Under the bowl of the
blue sky,
when we sit and muse.
A cup of tea with bread butter fills our empty plates.
Together we dip and sip and dip and sip.
Together we share our ups and downs, highs and lows.
As the yummy bread and butter dissolves in our mouth
our differences and distances dissolves in our couch.
A cup of tea with bread butter fills our empty plates.
Together we dip and sip and dip and sip.
Together we share our ups and downs, highs and lows.
As the yummy bread and butter dissolves in our mouth
our differences and distances dissolves in our couch.
simple, rhythmic, cute and lovely
ReplyDeletedefinitely rhythmic...i cud almost tap my feet on to it...hahahaha...bless u
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