She had lived her life,
giving her best,
had no one to detest.

Now she lay dormant,
age had picked up,
but her spirits wouldn’t disrupt.

Everyone cheered her beautiful soul,
some felt privileged they were her family fold,
the rest wished to set themselves in her mould.


PHOTO CREDIT:  VALENTIN BALAN

 

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