Your hands held me in pride,
While I was learning to prattle
Your eyes almost welled up,
When I touched that hot kettle..
That pillow quietly slept,
With "ugly duckling and the swan"
This diary noted from you...
"Darkest hour is nearest to dawn"
Holidays were so happy
With the battle of Chess
How confident the exams were,
On me and my success
Summers come and winters go
Lonely are the
Now, "they" don’t like me
Neither the “pawns”, nor the “knights”!
Sun & Moon are on time
The book shelf is clean
Fate is trying really hard
Shaping your princess into Queen
When I walk my goals
Between the sighs and applause
Turning back to search you..
Still I take a pause….
© Juhi Gupte
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