The Lost Dance
Hi
Morning
I miss you
In the dawn dew
Hair braided in two long braids drawn forward
In bright cotton frocks with warm smile in eyes
Slice of pure sky
Cynosure
At home
In
School
A gem
Now dry leaves
All crease and scars
The mirror asks where are gone all those dawns
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July 16, 2016
For the Contest Triple Tetractys 2 hosted by Eve Roper
Syllable Count: 1-2-3-4-10/10-4-3-2-1/1-2-3-4-10 as per www.howmanysyllables.com
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016
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