Her Riches Inthrall
"In those days of the year,
When Autumn leaves start to fall…,
It were an injury against Nature
Not to go out to see Her riches inthrall,
Cause once you blow away my Dear,
The days grow cold & the nights grow long
And soon you'll hear my old winter's song
I miss you most of all my darling
So I partake in Her rejoicing
Heart's where Heaven & Earth belong."
~ Jai Krishna Ponnappan