Not A Burden Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Not A Burden
I loved your dolls to please you,
And you loved my toys as much.
I gave you a hairpin of my mum
And you gave me a notepad of your dad.
I bought you lipstick and you, a bow-tie.
We took lunch together outside
And often spent time together.
When we parted our company,
To get married severally,
We carried our memories save photos.
Memories of affairs are not a burden.
17.03.2009
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