Satoma Asadgamaya

In Memory

Migrated Datasets


Friday, October 13, 2006


Summer has gone -
To distant lands.
Leaving these
Shores and sands.

Summer has gone -
It sailed away.
Like a voyager
O'er the blue bay.

Summer has gone -
To burn elsewhere.
Rivers won't shrink
Under its glare.

Summer has gone -
Away to the south.
The rains are come
To end the drought.

Summer has gone -
There was no goodbye.
It just disappeared.
Only the clouds cry.

Summer has gone -
But winter will come,
Cold and windy,
With brandy and rum.

Management Class : Idylls of the Wannabe

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