Moments
Those precious moments of blossoming flowers.
I was sitting in my chair wondering if it would stay empty.
I looked at the hands that had been painted brown.
A decoration created that was about to change everything.
There are so many hopes in those eyes.
Sitting there a stare that you gave me wouldn’t be seen that often.
Sealed up boxes of hidden pleasure were about to make you smile.
I looked with the hidden eye that saw a discussion taking place.
An argument arose this is not what was agreed.
The special moment in her life dear sister I wish you my happiness
As well as yours.
I looked at the hands that played with small toys.
The shouting and crying we did it all together.
I promise to be there if you ever need my shining armor.
The start of the ceremony was about to begin.
The dancing steps were taken as the day ended with tearful hugs.
Two days went by the crossroads did not match.
The sealed up gift give it again if you want peace of mind.
(Based on real life situation of a women in India)
Copyright © Rajesh Sharma | Year Posted 2006
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