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Days and weeks and months and years
Have turned into one decade
But your thoughts and memories,
From my heart can never fade.

It is as if yesterday
I met you that winter night;
Wind ripping your shawl apart,
You holding with all your might.

That meeting is etched in
My mind, though now all is gone;
I covered you with my coat
As your shawl the wind had blown.

From then on, days of courting,
Marrying, having children;
All memories melt and fuse,
In this my mental cauldron.

But, that one memory last,
Which I can’t forget, I dread;
You looked at me beseeching,
Saying what you left unsaid:

“Bye, my dear, I have to go,
Take care of our John and Jim;
One day we may meet again,
But, for now, I go to Him”.


*Written in abcb, 7-7-7-7 syllabic format.

M C Gupta
24 July 2004