Met a lady a few months back
from an origin distant
naturalised with years
now in her ripe age
who had hitherto
been a practitioner
of local customs
as she had got married into
an unknown family of distinct culture
she in her active years was
a stickler to the conventions
as age is picking up
has
by now gone back
to her native dress
comfortable in her attire
at home to speak her own language
looks as though she finds
a solace and ease all through
implies that whatever might be
the home is always sweet and close.
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