Sipping the Sweet Winter
January 5, 2020
With the grace ‘n glow of a delicate ‘n gravid dame would appear The fine glowing autumn morning, lighting up the Bombay pier The cool zeal of the living, and the scent of the inanimate, so tender Both blend in the air, and everyone’s found sipping the sweet winter Houses lift the heads lightly, from … More Sipping the Sweet Winter