A Lyrical Stroll

’Tis the season

Masood Aslami

The husband starts it.

“Sweetheart, do you hear what I hear?”

“What, Darling? A song? A song high above the trees? With a voice as big as the sea?”

“No, my love. Sleigh bells ringing. Aren’t you listening?”

“Sorry, I was admiring the lane. Where the snow is glistening.”

“It is a beautiful sight.”

“I’m so happy; I could do this all night.”

“You were right. There’s nothing like walking in a winter wonderland.”

“And shopping.”

“Of course. Shopping.”