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SONG OF THE WINDS

Amidst all clatter I hear a song. Of the winds. Wild, loose notes striking deep. No words or voices clear - Still a song Mellifluous ,enchanting. A song that runs into emptiness, filling it with melody. The song of the winds.

A LETTER TO FAIRYLAND

Dear Mamma,

Where did you go ?

Papa says you went to fairyland to bring me those white wings. Did you get them ?
Are they too hard to find ? Can't you come soon ? I miss you.

Papa too misses you. He tells me stories of lions and flowers.
He says you will be back when I finish my cup of milk. I drink it and then wait for you.
But you do not come back. I  cry.

Sometimes Papa cries too. He hides his tears. He misses you too.

Come back Mamma....I don't need those white wings....I need you to be here. Papa wants you.

Your loving daughter,
Emmy.

SHE AND HE

She : Do you know why I never drink ? He : You are on a perennial high. She(shocked) : Are you a thought reader ? He (looking into her eyes) : For you, I am all.