Tuesday, March 12, 2019

In the cold heart of a hard winter
when the the snow is falling all around
you will feel the the warmth in the heart of a friend
holding a warm coffee-mug
running her fingers along the edge
and speaking in hushed tones the secrets of her past.
The walls will have an intimacy the harsh wind cannot freeze,
and the four walls of a room
are the place for stars to dwell

Sushama Karnik
Nov 25, 2015

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