He, the Guitar
And She ,the Strings
Forever in love and in harmony
Together they play
Strings of sorrow
Strings of joy
On cold Winter’s day
or
On mid Summer’s night
He, the Guitar
And She ,the Strings
Forever in love and in harmony
Together they play
Strings of sorrow
Strings of joy
On cold Winter’s day
or
On mid Summer’s night
Hi ma’m Good morning…
short and sweet poem
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Thank you my girl. Glad you like it. Stay blessed :))
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Lovely tunes
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Thank you… And how may I call you?
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Wow Shahz beautiful. 🙂
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Thanks a lot Kumar :))
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Love to have one of those Guitars, to sing a beautiful song. Like it.
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You should !!.Its awesome!!! Glad you dropped by Deepak :))
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Superb simplicity in your poem, two people in love. 👍👍👍👍
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Thank you. Glad you like it :))
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Hi there! A simply beautiful poem! Glad I dropped by! 🙂
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Thank you Tanya. I’m so happy that you did :))
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