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the gardeners
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letters to Anna Dear Anna
We are strangers who will meet in a boulevard
Going in different directions until we meet
Then kissing each other as the sun shines it way
Holding our hands tight sharing the journey-
we walk in same direction
building new dreams on the way
watching the spring taking over the winter
On the side of that road we will make a garden
Then watching the garden blooming the roses of love
For a period we are gardeners,
Some where in the corner of that garden we
will sit ,on an old seat, satisfied ,loved and happy
But then grey and autumn will shade our life
breaking the promises
And soon the garden is no longer the same
The birds will leave the colors will fade
And the gates of the garden will be closed
But our journey will not be over here
for we will walk together
one in eternity and one in life.
Your's and always Your's
Kamal
