When she left….

 

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I always knew

She was a temporary guest,

A visitor for a few days;

But my mind got tricked

And I sailed with the tide

All this time –

Savouring the moments!

A clean house and a well-stocked fridge,

A smell like home, with her around;

Non-stop bantering –

With some advice thrown in with lots of this and that;

The house felt home,

The feeling of coming back, happy….

Tinkling & jingling of her bangles,

Music for my ears;

Peals of laughter,

Wafted through the rooms,

Along with the aroma of the magic of her hands;

As the three of us sat in one room.

But all good things

Come to an end

So did this,

Along came emptiness,

And it was time

When she left…

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