Sunday, December 13, 2009

You read many books, many words, many lines yet few of them stay in your mind and even fewer words make you feel wistful and nostalgic.. This poem was a part of my English class in school and it has been a favorite of mine ever since

A boat beneath a sunny sky


A boat beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July

Children three that nestle near
Eager eye and willing ear
Pleased a simple tale to hear

Long has paled that sunny sky
Echoes fade and memories die
Autumn frosts have slain July

Still she haunts me phantom wise
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes

In a wonderland they lie
Dreaming as the days go by
Dreaming as the summers die

Children yet, the tale to hear
Eager eye and willing ear
Lovingly shall nestle near

Ever drifting down the stream
Lingering the golden stream
Life, what is it but a dream?

Lewis Carroll

1 Comment:

  1. VIJITHA said...
    Eeeeeee :D

    I cannot agree more!!

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