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Priyasha Tripathi

Abstract

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Priyasha Tripathi

Abstract

Unforgettable

Unforgettable

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They were sitting in the nook,

Some trying to smile and others trying to cook.

I sat with them,

And shared my thoughts with them.

I saw many like my grandpa,

And many as acting as grandma,

I had a dilemma,

I was suffering from an engima.


How could someone so caring be devastating,

That their children left them ratfing?

I 'd never thought in my dream

That I'd let out such a scream!

And there behind me, someone shouts,

"Oh! Dear, don't go!"

You don't believe it healed and worked

On the injury that was a week ago.


Ahh! The time was over,

I wish it could pass a bit more slowly.

Here now, it was the time to get back,

With a bag pack,

THIS WAS IT!!!

THE OLD AGE HOME!


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