And April Joy has long been gone
delightful May is no more
a wet-ful June is what i now possess
yet it's not really mine to claim it so
I basked in April Joy
in the glorious golden sunlight
under the dark velvetty sky
the twinkling stars were counted
The heart bounces with longing
for my April Joy again
in this wet June evening
while holding a cup of tea
delightful May is no more
a wet-ful June is what i now possess
yet it's not really mine to claim it so
I basked in April Joy
in the glorious golden sunlight
under the dark velvetty sky
the twinkling stars were counted
The heart bounces with longing
for my April Joy again
in this wet June evening
while holding a cup of tea
2 comments:
It's just January over here in Mumbai :P
oooo now that really shows you got bored before you reach the last line :p
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