Latest posts by Rekha PadinjattakathuThat Day Is Not Today ! One day, rummaging through an old drawer I might come across a pair of bright red socks Images will flash before my eyes Of wiggling toes and gurgling cuddles Milky scents and toothless grins Now long past... I will miss then, Those little fingers that fumble Ah!...
Posted on 13 May 2019 | 1:53 pm
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These sure are not daffodils. But yet, when trees that looked like empty hat-stands (Courtesy: Markus Zusak's The Book Thief) flaunt the bounty of spring, a poem or two springs into mind ❤ I wandered lonely as a Cloud I wandered lonely as a Cloud That floats on high o'er vales and Hills, When...
Posted on 9 May 2019 | 3:03 pm
Read postDo you hear the snow against the window-panes, Kitty? How nice and soft it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside. I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a...
Posted on 12 February 2019 | 3:07 pm
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