Sunday, July 12, 2015

Last Night

last night
when I left home
you were not at the door
where you always stood
hunched,
but tall in your heart,
seeing me off
with a smile in your being;

last night
when I left home
you were not at the door;
but amma was there -
hunched
but tall in her heart,
seeing me off
with a smile in her being;

last night
when I left home
you were not at the door
where you always stood;
but you were there
in the frail form
that stood alone now,
framed in the light
of what I know now
is your home.

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