Back of my heart I yearn
Even for a glimpse of your shadow returns
It is being long past years since we met last
I am on one side and you’re on the other the world vast.
I was sixteen and you were eighteen I think
Every morning you pass our lane your bicycle bell rings
With my pony tail waggling I run to the gate to see your smile
For me it was worth one’s while
Some days you bravely ring our bell, study notes to my brother
Or call him to play cricket in the field not farther
I knew these crafty tricks played to see my face behind the wall
No matter what, your visits never fail during the holidays fall.
I still remember the day the first pimple sprouted on my face
The day you planted a kiss on my left cheek in such haste
That was real fast no time to see my blush
Paddled back your bicycle in sixty miles per hour rush
You won a scholarship and had to leave to some country far
The very first love note with a rose bud the maid brought so fast
“Please wait for me I promise to marry you sooner I return”
My eyes damped and my cheeks flushed could I wait until he returns.
Time passed on so many hills I marched
I am a mother of two boys and you are a father of three girls I heard.
Our lives go on in two different casts.
You are on one side and I am on the other this world vast .
I still yearn even for a glimpse of your shadow returns