April 29, 2017
By Sam_yukta GOLD, New Delhi, Other
Sam_yukta GOLD, New Delhi, Other
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I remember, where

A pond is there

Behind the clustering bushes

In our backyard.


I remember, how

The winter knocks

On its water and shuts it

With an icy guard.


I remember, when

With joy in her eyes

My little sister

Skated on the pond ice.


I remember, why

suddenly, laughing,

Broken shards led

Her smile astray,

In a splitting insatnt

The treacherous ice

Had given way.


I remember, who

Rushed first in aid,

as I stood on the edge

Disbelieving this unsettling picture,

It was, but of course, our mother.

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