Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain,
Unravelled from the tumbling main,
And threading the eye of a yellow star: -
So many times do I love again.
In a silver chain
Of evening rain,
Unravelled from the tumbling main,
And threading the eye of a yellow star: -
So many times do I love again.
as the notes of song or any musical instrument love is also a part of each & every being in this wonderful life . as when these notes are played then after playing them they produces the wonderful & sweet sounds similarly the love has small & huge parts in it.each & every part of love has some drawback so we should never back or never run away from it..
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