Two sisters*
How oft i the Two find
On my way
To a morning's walk,
Like a dream,
Of sisters two,
One with chaplet
On Her head,
And another wrapping her,
( On my way,
A dream as if,
Of Two sisters,
Perfect)
Looking at the sky,
As it bloomed-
A Beautiful Day,
Looking at the arrival
Of the day,
Both looking A Way.
(*Note: the painting attached is Taken by me, for poesy; Courtesy: SamCarlo)
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