Broken Pitcher
When the pitcher of that little girl broke
And the nectar-like water she’d carried from far shed;
Some smiled; some laughed; some scolded her carelessness,
Some walked on their way as its normal happening;
It’s the poor neighbor boy, who was carrying two of such,
Gave her one; erased her embarrassments; out of pure love!
06 November 2021
BITE SIZE POEM no25 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2021
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