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Then And Now


I think of those days
when time governed me
my sons in school
the honking of the school bus,
they running to the gate
I going behind them
with the lunch basket
it is all chaos, the roof
coming down in the morning.

That of now, I am in bed
till seven in the morning,
rise up, making myself
presentable walk towards
the gate pick up the papers
watch the kids get into the bus,
smiling I return to my porch
hear silence, the roof remains
intact without any precipitation

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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