After I finished my handicraft <br />We'll go together full of apples in the basket. <br />The far away isolated park where a bench is alone since last year. <br />A year has passed but you are still stuck in the town. <br />You have forgotten my address and at least a single line to say hello! <br />I know that you are busy in the ruined Manor among the maid servants. <br />Coming Christmas I am already twenty two and I am scared as my aunt <br />She is sixty two and still a spinster.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-country-lass-weaves-a-cane-basket-in-her-lifestyle/
