Riding high over the hills
galloping in great speed
The messenger reached the house
where he had to deliver the mail.
Knocking the door several times
he received no response
as he was about to turn around
heard a noise of releasing the latch.
Once again climbed the steps toward the door.
Saw a petite woman standing looking sick.
He handed over the mail to her
waited for her signature .
With trembling hands she signed the document.
Leaving the mail on the steps
she went inside and locked the door.
The man stood astonished at her reaction.
Things insignificant as this and irrelevant to the man
as such do cause an irk and a palpitation in the mind .
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