Friday, April 18, 2008

Steps

What is it to see people grow !
Then you wonder at heart if it is so true
Grow she has but the innocence stays
Memories walk in the strangest ways.

As strangers we walked the wildest dreams,
At crossroads, separate road we did pass,
Different ways, why do they then cross,
In vain I have tried my steps to retrace.



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