I could be the harrassed
Poet looking at the words
They have learnt a way to
Walk away in the midst of
A morning walk in silence
How could I possibly hold
Them around till I finished
My future business
The sunshine and the rain
Seashore and the breeze
Let them slip away from me
I just have to wait until
The children are back
And happy, refreshed
(C) Apu Mondal @ 2025.
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