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“Her corsage of moments”

A blow of wind was enough to shake her up
But it was the storm that kept her still
A blink of light could fire up her dreams
But it was all dark when she kept crawling

When it approached to her she hesitated
Stepped back and forth in the aisle of dubiety
But When it stayed she held it in her grip
And it slipped as swift as feather of Robin …

When it went off she paused for a while
Staying at the same spot she was
When it didn’t turn head back she knew
That moment was gone only for good…

She kept walking down the lane of life
Plucking and adorning in her bouquet
Every moment with pleasure n delight
Because each one was so precious to her…

Be a smile, a chirp, a hug or a burp
A kiss, a star or a coffee at a bar
It all meant something to her corsage
Of tiny gems of moments and she loved them all…

Image credit: google pics

Smriti Srivastava

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