Once upon a fall

they happened to meet

on a lonesome road

lined by trees and beneath their feet

a carpet of gold. The sun was smiling warm

as the two exchanged pleasantries.

The weather, O so good, and children,

O they are doing well.

The youngest is still not in school,

and the eldest doing fine.

Come, sit awhile; the one said dangling her foot

as she sat in an idle manner on the bench.

Some other time, she said. I have to reach home soon.

And thus they shared the moments

on a certain afternoon

when the season of fall made everything feel so good.

Sushama Karnik.

2 Years Ago

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Art Infinitus

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John Atkinson Grimshaw (1836-1893)

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