Natasha Sequeira
#AZatPP #letterL #day12
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On my daily walk,
I notice many an interesting thing.
But none so wonderfully moving,
As when I spied, seated on a sofa, a Lord, a King.
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On the pavement,
His family built their home.
Huddled on a tattered, broken-down sofa,
T’was all that they did own.
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All around him, squalor did abound.
Parents a-begging, flies too buzzed by.
But the little boy sat daily on the sofa,
Neither a whimper nor a cry.
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While my own kids squabble,
For the remote on my sofa, warm.
There is none so comfy,
As this Lord On the Sofa, which is his Home!
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Heartfelt
Thanks Fatema:)
Beautiful
Thanks Gowri dear
What a touching piece Nats💚💚💚
Thanks Sonali. 😍
Heartfelt!💚💚 Beautifully put, dear💚💚
Thanks Pooja dear.💚
Beautiful.
Thanks Charulata M’am
Observation and emotions, nicely penned.
Heartwrenching! Beautifully written.
Thanks Nitika. These incidences do make us count our blessings daily:)
Poignant poem, Natasha. <3 So much to learn about gratitude from this.
Thanks Moonmoon. Indeed, one must count one’s blessings daily. And I count you in it.😍
Thanks Sarita M’am
such a heartwarming poem Natasha
Thanks Shristee😍
Such a beautiful poem this is!
Thank you Sai💚
Beautiful
Thanks Kirti dear
Absolutely beautiful Natasha. And so true, sometimes such sights remain imprinted in our memories forever.
True that, Sheetal. Thanks for liking the poem
So sweet..
Thanks Jaya😍