Can you find the hidden message in the title of this poem?
"The Alphabet of Our Love" written in Alpha Beta, a poem in which each line begins with a consecutive letter of the alphabet
The hands on the clock move in only one direction.
The last leaf must fall....
Mesmerized by the flickering flame of the candles
Mesmerized by the fire under the mantle
I'm awed that death should hold such beauty.
The miracle of change remains the same.
Doha, a Hindi stanzaic couplet
She knows how to make him a happy man.