Kite Flying

Hark! My friends shout over their fences, That the sky is bright and the wind is light, That we should all go out to fly our kites, But I say that the western sky gathers the menacing clouds, And a squall, I sense will spoil the sport, And let us halt and glide the...

I Will Wait for You

I did wait for you when you were late, And the night roared with the bulging clouds. I did wait for you when you were late, And the happy- go- lucky night flirted with the stars and the moon. I did wait for you when you were late, And the breezy night appeased the...

The Song, Unsung

She was a lady busy as a bee, And spilled her sweat till the sun sank, In its own bloody blood in the west, She sat her feet in the paddy field, When the dusky dawn dewed it,  Dribbling from its drenched hair, When the sun smiled bright, She raised the haystack...