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SAM CLUB DAY ‘16

When We Will Be Happy
(From the poet's blog www.thepoe cmeanders.blogspot.in)

- Parth Adhikari '2k11

When there was a mud trail through the verdure
Which caressed the painted sky on each end,
We rode fast on our bicycles and dreams;
It was then that we were happy, my friend.

When there was a casserole to be shared
Si ng aloof where the river danced a bend,
We whiled away me looking at wavelets;
It was then that we were happy, my friend.

When there was a sweet shade under the bough
Without contrivances to apprehend,
The splay of our palms reached the co on clouds;
It was then that we were happy, my friend.

When there was nothing to no ce missing
And not a care in the world to a end,
Milestones standing on mountains to sit on;
It was then that we were happy, my friend.

Now you are gone: those days bygone. Where -
With all this wisdom I can't comprehend.
But, some day when our souls decide to meet
Is when we will again be happy, my friend.

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