Poem of identity.

The love story which intertwined from a friendship that never in want before. Love grows over time. Love that is formed in a pair of rings named, though ultimately distances become the barrier.

Africa is one of the continents of the world. It is often represented as the black continent because of the colour of skin of the population originally of their which is darker. Africa is in the southern hemisphere of the world below the Suez Canal which is the focal point of all the continents.

This is a farewell poem designed for lovers, one facing inevitable death which I specially designed and dedicate to Evelyn Alagasi -Trinidad for the appeasement of sorrow over the demise of her beloved. For all lovers of love eternal, "till do us part", this is for you.

There are people you remember from some where. They remind you about your past glorious or sad. There are people you love just the way as they are.

That is what you hear when soldiers go to war. The soldiers live behind their families and they take pictures of them to remember them on the battle field and that helps them to have more hope in the future.

Summer time especially the Indian summer is a good time to go out shopping. There is not too much sunshine and you can still walk. Hopefully, you will find what you need to enjoy the fall and the winter.

The souvenirs from Russia are many. There is the doll, Lake Baikal, the ethnic dresses, the watches, the shoes and of course the songs among other things.

To whom it may concern.

Trinkets are not the real thing.