Dog eared page.

14th jan 2012 By Sashi Prabhu (zeauoxian)

Silently laid my eyes, Upon tattered page piles, Littered outside, The garden far side

I picked up a dog eared page, Brought back memories of the bygone age, Of the days of sitting together, In this garden, cuddling and smooching in cold weather.

On such a glorious winter day, A long time ago, by the way, I scribbled on this page love notes, In double quotes.

Nostalgic now are, Memories of au revoir, Melancholy tones fill in, My poignant heart to its brim.

A wind now blows this dog eared page, And I dully chase it with some rage, To find it stuck to the old gum tree, And as I see the page I begin to read all about me..

Silently laid my eyes, Upon other tattered page piles, Littered outside, The garden far side..