Opening poem
poem
I wondered how often did the land meet the sky
As a bow of bands made a bridge across them two
I wondered how often did the bird made it so high
High enough to meet the sun and wave it too
If only meets were as easy and often as we wish
But it takes more than just time and will, you see..
As only a single glimpse of you could be a bliss
Togetherness is what I miss, I miss the you and me!