VISIT TO PATNI TOP WITH HER
When hand-in-hand in lovely woods we roamed,
Of pines and firs and birches so serene,
We hugged and kissed and laughed; and now en-tombed
In memory lies this happy scene.
Was every nook and corner by us combed,
What heady moments, what wild vagrant mood
Was ours. This love-laden aptitude,
By lisping whispers of these veterans groomed.
Though gnarled by roaring winds, they brooding stand;
Time-honored, leafy cushions at their feet;
And pointed needles skywards in the air,
We hid in their shadows hand-in-hand.
You whispered this to me in that retreat,
“All things are lovely when my love is here”.
