TO LET




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I can still hear her cheerful laughter,
Behind the curtains of those windows,
A place, we had lovingly called our home,
Peek as she would, shy; to work as I drove.
As the day passed, and dusk would arrive,
Her eyes would search the lanes below,
Eager, nervous, expecting and anxious,
For her husband, me; to be back home.
Our world was special, filled with love,
Everyday so full of smiles and memories,
Days turned to night and again day,
These windows, a witness; told our stories.
Then one day destiny played its dirty trick,
Our joys it so envied,
Snatched her away to the other side,
Hollow place now left; to let, emptied.


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33 comments:

  1. Poor thing! But life must go on! Wonderful take Nandini!

    Hank

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    1. yea, life must go on and it does..thanks! :-)

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  2. Memories can be so very heart-wrenching. Very nice, Nandini.

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  3. Windows telling stories... if only, huh?

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    1. they do tell...every window has a story to tell :-)

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  4. Such sorrow behing those walls. Well spun.

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  5. Very nicely done, heartbreaking and heartfelt. Thanks for sharing.

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  6. Memory can hurt...but with no reviewing them there are no new story. ~ Touching poem.

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  7. very well done- so very sad.

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  8. Life has a way of twisting and turning, and often leaving people behind. Sadness and reality. Nicely said.

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  9. Very sad Nandine

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  10. awww ... you words are so beautiful.. touching

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  11. Sad ... the end of a loving relationship and moving on ...

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    1. yes, we have to move on --- thats life, thanks :-)

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  13. Sad and yet it was the inevitable conclusion to the work; knowing it would happen we were still drawn along to the end.

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  14. This is just a perfect example of how our memories let those passing on, to linger in our thoughts. Pretty, deeply moving, magpie.

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  15. Wow my mag took a similar path..this was great!

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  16. you so caught the story waiting to be told.... amazing how a person can have an affect on others....

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