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Early
Morning prayers
Qasim Mehmood |
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Early
Morning prayers...
Snow falling on cedars..
Birds singing in rhythm
As if magic spell is broken...
Small angels..walking to schools
smiles of heaven...faces of passion
Snow warming streets..winds whistling
its a small town...with sun shining...
Flowers ..Roses ..Tulips..Orchids...
its not winter ..its spring of tender
Old wise trees covering street children
They don't feel cold no more....
Its a touch ...a feeling ..sensation
As if nothing happier then this matters
Snow caresses her tears of passion
Winds fill her with nurturing thoughts..
Bed tea..kisses ...cuddles,,,small talk..
Sun rays touching her Oceanly eyes
I pray then one thing that matters
Lets make this moment forever.....
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