The Muse's Gift Poem by Makarand Paranjape

The Muse's Gift



The speed-post worked;
The poems he'd sent as her birthday gift,
Reached her on time,
And brought tears to her eyes.
That evening the phone rang:
When she said thank you,
He knew she meant it:
Her tears became poems;
His collection was complete.

[From The Serene Flame]

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Makarand Paranjape

Makarand Paranjape

Ahmedabad, Gujarat / India
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