A. N. (Nanda) Senewiratne
In memory of Father, greatly missed
A. N. (Nanda) Senewiratne
Called home – 10-11-2002
“When music sounds, all that I was I am
Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came;
While from Time’s woods break into distant song
The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.”
Viraj and Dhakshina
A. N. (Nanda) Senewiratne
Called home – 10-11-2002
“When music sounds, all that I was I am
Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came;
While from Time’s woods break into distant song
The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.”
Viraj and Dhakshina
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