Saturday, 24 September 2016


A day of festivity in fresh air
Festoons forming an entry pair
Gorgeous drapes of silky velour
Incense having their share
Festoons in the doldrums
As one is one less than twelve
As one is one more than eleven,
As one is one more than twelve,
All were not in a row.
Flowers bloomed and withered; Seasons fell and flew,
Sun rise and set; Dates turned,
Days formed months, months formed years.
Festoons in linear pair they were all in a row
Being 11 – 12 – 13
Their dreams in day fact
Festoons in a variety show
Flimsy tango and merry samba

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