Farmers collect the harvest merrily <br />And the festive season in my hometown started already. <br />The peculiar smell of oil-cakes(native) touch my nostrils. <br />It's really amazing how far it travels? <br />Oh! My roots are there and I am here the barren Saturnine tree. <br /> <br />* To Alison, Sandra and Linda................................ <br /> Jerry, Max, Denis, Dave and George!<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/though-i-grabbed-the-nostalgic-wind-she-slipped-away/
