WHAT’S IN A NAME?

Fran-gi-pa-ni…a strange,exotic set of syllables for something

That is so ‘everyday’ in my memory. Perhaps that’s why the

Name….Frangipanimoments…the trees with their abandon

Of white flowers touched gently with gold sets up mood to

Remember days that live in me. Oh yes! Not to forget its

Exquisite smell of faraway. A fragrance that is invariably

Associated with the coming of spring.

Writing has been therapeutic for me…bringing to rest the

Darkest in me..the written recitative of words has a healing

Touch. For the mind has to go on working , moving ahead

With times..for the broken heart never heals .