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Nani |
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As she sits there, trying to crochet her time away,
She glances randomly, at the chair to her right
Her aged fallen face, staring in silence
At the place, where her warmth used to be
The warmth that kept her safe
From the meandering world around
From the harshness of time passing
Warmth, that kept the little girl inside her
Playing, and laughing, in colourful fields of day
She sighs at her loss
For now the little girl inside her, no longer has her guardian
So instead, she sits quietly, inside herself
The little girl cowering with her arms around her knees
And her head bowed down in silence
Whilst the woman outside stares, at the empty chair to her right
Here eyes empty and sullen
When they once used to glimmer
Her mouth tuned downward
Where it once used to grin, that humorous grin
The lines of time on her face now scars, now lines of age
When they once became radiant and animated
Telling stories and sharing memories
Of a life spent with love
Tears slowly well
For every glance to her right
Is another reminder
Of the pain
Of the smiles
Of the memories
Of the moments when she had him
Sitting there, on the chair to her right
The threads of their existence intertwined
Her life embedded in his
Her love instilled with his
And as the image on the chair begins to fade
The tear trickles down her frail face
Before her hands begin again
To crochet her time away. |
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