Poem Hunter
Cry Over Spilled Milk
ND (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

Cry Over Spilled Milk

She appeared only once
in my gloomy dreams.
Like an actress in a movie
with a singsong
she disappeared at the end.
In the life-theatre still I am sitting
until the curtain opens.

for Sandra Fowler with affectionately.....

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Comments (2)

Brilliantly thought out, such clever and tallented words from you again.Love Duncan
Thank you for the poem gift. I treasure your letter friendship. Warm regards, Sandra Fowler