Fifty Years Back

Fifty years back I lost my track I dipped in love Found me a dove Lost my air sac I was sorry I could not tell the story A little girl of Drew She had clothes a few Her name was morning glory She kissed me once I was not a dunce But I stayed over In her stover Next day I broke into runs The years rolled In the mother earth's fold I said that pure I was not sure What happened that day to this old Fifty years back/ Copyright © Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 21 November 2014

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Kelly Deschler

Date: 11/23/2014 12:35:00 AM

A humorous story of love! Sometimes, those days are better off forgotten... Good work, Rajat!

Kp Nunez

Date: 11/22/2014 1:18:00 AM

Nice story Rajat. Brings me back to that one time though not as long, when thoughts of another love would recall memories so sad. Good write form your good pen. Rated! Kim Patrice :)

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
Date: 11/22/2014 3:02:00 AM

Thank you Kim for your nice comments. Love...RAJAT

Dorian Petersen Potter

Date: 11/22/2014 12:51:00 AM

Nice story Rajat!grinned reading. a 7 for me! :) Love and hugs! xxx D.

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
Date: 11/22/2014 3:03:00 AM

Love D XXXXX RAJAT