An Ode Written During Covid-19 Lockdown
Zephyr O gentle Zephyr,
Soothe her and comfort her with thy soft breeze;
Dry her tears, the innocent tears;
Whisper her for me that Iam sorry and how much I love her.
Do convey her the unconveyed words:
how much I'm...
Soothe her and comfort her with thy soft breeze;
Dry her tears, the innocent tears;
Whisper her for me that Iam sorry and how much I love her.
Do convey her the unconveyed words:
how much I'm...