Looking at the red hot sun spreading its reddish dusk
all over the sky,
the lonely lady remembering
her sad memories,
under the shade of the pupal tree, staring at throns of it rough body
she remember hurting thron in her life.
The sweet hearing of the tree is making her memories sweet and happy m9ment 8n her life.
Being lonely, the lady is
remembering her sweet happy family..
The birds cooling aloud with all their might, is making her forget the sad demisefor her loved ones,
moving of the time erases the cracks of her heart., healing her sorrows the time passes like
the bird loudly cried that the sorrow of lonely lady.....