The Aunt I Love


The days of my childhood

most pleasant and joyful,

take me back. I revel

and reassure.

 

The time I spent

with my aunt

bring back memories

of happiness. I wish

to experience once again.

 

She played with me

told stories, cracked jokes,

unknowingly

taught simplicity and

frugality.

 

My relatives would tease

“your short aunt has

Shorter hands, never  gives

anything without calculating”.

 

That was her nature.

Spent within limits.

She lived a beautiful life.

Never once did she yield

or yearn.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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