And Blessed Me Most With You
The women beggars had the festivals’ fetch
The old shepherd’s pregnant does, all bore three kids or two
The soldiers appeared untold, and gave their long-waiting wives surprise
The young widows travelled town and met noble men, and agreed to marry again
The far-sighted school boys could miss the school, and went to see the close by woods—close.
Those were the lovely spring’s fair days,
All the fortune’s old-forgotten–heaven had benevolently blessed
And blessed me Most—with You!
Copyright © Fayaz Bhat | Year Posted 2014
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