Wind Chime
WIND CHIME
Wind-chime swings, rings,
hanging in my garden,
since I had shifted
to my new house.
My Dad had gifted
on house -warming,
confirming
charm of tinkling
of light hollow brass balls,
sweet whistling of wind
through chinks of wind-chime.
Wind-chime swings, rings,
brings blessing of Dad.
My bliss! My pleasure.
Peerless treasure.
An eraser
of evil and devil.
Dad had passed away
leaving blessings
to resonate with
tinkling and whistling of wind -chime.
03/14/21
First Place
'I Remember ' Contest by Malabika Ray Choudhury
First Place
'All Yours ( April 22 ) Contest by Brian Strand
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2021
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