One Day Three Autumns

One Day Three Autumns short poem

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Started missing schatzi, longing for his next spree;
I owe happiness, schatzi gives me – – –
Moments rise still when schatzi is with me;
Nobody has ever given the peace,
My schatzi brings in me.
We roam like niveous, our likes left unscathed,
Wander in flow, “coup de foudre”- – –
Laughs so childish, you crave‘t see yet more.
Forgives effortlessly, who ‘as a heart of gold.

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Arpita Roy

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Born in Gaya, currently living in Bangalore, India. I have recently developed a keen interest into writing, inspired by my all time favorite poet Emily Dickinson of Amherst, Massachusetts.E-book published by Arpita Roy at Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/523778At Smashwords, Apple iBooks, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Oyster, Baker & Taylor's Blio.com, Txtr, Aldiko on Android , and others.
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