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A Grieving Traveler

I sat in a train again Without you... I sat with pain again Without you.. I wish you were there I wish to get back your stare I wish to share some words How I wished to look out of the window the same way as yesterday.. This journey that I start again Without you... This journey that I pause more often Without you... As there is no one to put a hand on My shoulder of disdain.. As there is no one to just make a  Harmless gesture of being insane.. How I wished to sip that cup of tea with a relentless life beyond the sea waiting to be free.. *Dedicated to my mom as she shares her feeling of loneliness after my dad passed away last year. They both used to love traveling together... * picture courtesy the author while she captures this on her train ride to  Carlisle, PA.
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Drops of dew
Glistening outside the window.
A shining quilt gets sew.
Melting the hearts of few..
A golden streak Following the charming beak.
Sitting at the tallest bark.
As it starts getting dark…
Falling from the sky
As a squeaky squirrel passes by.
Feeling shy are those eyes.
Which smiles looking as it flies..
Touching your face
Right when it touches his.
Giving out a smirk.
Gathering Droplets at the brink..
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