HER DAILY ROUTINE




There, she put out those clothes to dry again,
Been washing, drying, repeating; since last years, so many.
Oh! How do I tell her, don’t waste time; its futile,
But would she believe, ever a word of mine?
Others tried, they gave up; I’m too on the verge of it,
Pains though to see this routine of hers; so often, a repeat.
Will she ever accept, her martyred son whose clothes they are,
Is alive no more; who would return never?!



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7 comments:

  1. to cope with grief with mundane tasks however futile..i get that...sad though..xx

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  2. Coping with grief is never easy.

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  3. Oh deary me, I do feel for her!

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  5. An interesting take on the prompt. A good one though:)

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  6. thanks a lot @everyone :-)

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