Natasha Sequeira

Missed By A Mile.

#day4 #NaPoWriMo21 #meaningofmyname  . One hot April in 1979, A cute couple married, Soon they were expecting a child. . The young lady, she wished for a baby girl To be born on Christmas day, More than anything in the world. . The imp missed Christmas day by a mile, She was born 28 days […]

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The Unlikely.

NaPoWriMo2021 #day3   #babysteps . The little calf grunted in dismay, His mommy, siblings had been washed away. Alone, he lay there, groaning, Till he was rescued, one morning! . A 650 pound calf, he was named Owen, you see. Placed in an aviary with a 130 year old tortoise, Mzee. Mzee, at first, didn’t […]

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Mac.

#NaPoWriMo2021 #day2 ‘Thank you for your beady eyes, That always make me smile. Your infectious enthusiasm Just like that of a child, Lifts our spirits up When the day seems bleak. Your cooing, your gurgling Is your attempt at trying to speak. We rescued you two years ago, From the claws of a crow. In […]

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Let Me Sleep.

#NaPoWriMo2021 #day1 . It’s been a year now, That the Pandemic had begun. I know, I know, 100 years ago, as well, there had been one. . But in this fast paced era of ours, Where we move around like *dodge-em cars. I’d like to hit the pause button, Can’t you hear me weep? Can […]

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Teddy's Thoughts.

#POATTIC-7    #SuperWoman  . I’m Teddy! Been living on your bed, For the past thirty years. Watched you grow, your wings spread, Saw you flourish, felt your fears. . I’ve admired you sewing your wedding dress, To save a few pennies. Mourned with you when, due to stress, You lost your first baby. . Cried […]

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Sole-mates!

I see you lurking, From every corner, peering. Following me, online and in real life. Claiming me to be your future ‘wife’. Flower bouquets, pesky offline messages. I want none of it! Do you get the message? Soul-mates? You and I. Not in a million years, go ahead. Cry. If you continue in your irksome […]

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Me.

I love that girl With the curly hair. Sporting short dresses She doesn’t give a care. Stay- at-home mum, Yes she is. Wasted her education Surely not, sis! Has she let herself go? After two babies, well, you know.. It’s pretty hard to stay slim, trim But forget that! See her smile, grin. I love […]

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Love, Naturally.

Poattic -6       #LoveDiaries . February 4, 1987. We are all of seven, Play all day, sing to high heavens. Irritating person, you are always around. You stick your tongue out when I slip, fall to the ground. . March  15, 1993. At thirteen you see. Geometry is a mystery to me. I’ve […]

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Umpteen Reasons…

You never call me honey. Or Sweetie, Cuddle-bunny. We stride, stranger-like, on our walks. You grumble that far too much, I talk. Your snores could rival those of a lion. Your pokey beard leaves me sighing. . But it’s all the other stuff you do, That makes me forgive the ‘non-romantic’ you. The tantalizing food […]

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What the Heck!

Oof! There it goes once again. Stretching itself out, what a pain! I provide nothing, neither fertilizer nor food. Yet the darned thing grows out, how rude! Look, look, hand me something now. Wish I could just swat it off of my brow. . But hang on, the Pandemic is still on. No visits to […]

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