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Part Of The Legacy


With folded hands
held near the heart, I greet
those who come home.
A gesture where warmth,
love and respect exude.

I offer a glass of plain water,
notifying the guess their presence
has a special significance, one
as essential as water, significant
of honour.

Engaging in conversation,
in between the discussion
I serve the visitors
with snacks and beverages
an act of hospitality.

Such is my tendency,
where physical contact
hand shake, embrace, hug
find no place. To me
solicitations are akin to worship.

( The fourth one in the series ” Social Distancing”)