An Ace
Everything was packed from shirts to shoe laces,
Anyone could tell which was heavier - the sunken heart or the wrapped cases,
And she marched to say goodbye to all the teary eyed yet smiling faces,
Only to collapse into the arms of her beloved who beheld firmly and said-
This fight is unlike the rat races
For it’s a quest to be Ace among of the Aces!
Copyright © Bhagyashree Das | Year Posted 2018
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