An album of sweet faces
Is like a garden of red roses.
A smile that blossoms on a face very dear
Melts away the pains of a day`s wrongs.

An album of sweet thoughts
Is like a mountain of misty heights.
A loving word coming from a mouth so near
Heralds in a song of angels on throngs.

But the album of tomorrows` images
Is like a gallary of frosty nights.
In the dark of nothing transparent
Walk the feet hoping to reach the inn.

M.D DINESH NAIR

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