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Mother, writer and daydreamer. Also chocoholic and chick-flick lover. But mainly mommy. To two boys, at that! When not escorting my Elder One (EO) to karate class, I'm trying to get in as many cuddles as possible from my Younger One (YO). And when not doing either, I'm hard-at-work trying to maintain a steady relationship with my laptop. And as for the Man I Married (MIM), well, let’s just put it this way – even though we share a bedroom, our most meaningful conversations are held over the cell-phone!

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Wistfully Yours...

I wrapped myself
in the night sky
and came to you;
the stars hanging from my ears,
moonlight in my eyes.

You fed the bonfire
with past hurts,
bitter words
and wasted moments.
In it’s glow
we found the music
that we feared
had been lost to us forever.

Morning drenched us
like an ice-cold bath.

Looking wistfully
at the embers,
we carry on…

7 comments:

Monika,Ansh said...

Ah.........lovely.This stuck a cord!!

OrangeJammies said...

Oh but this is beautiful!

NC said...

Very touching words!

Piper .. said...

beautiful!

Indian Home Maker said...

Hey love this ...

Mystic Margarita said...

This is awesome, M4! Loved it! I keep telling you that you should indulge in poetry more often - you have a powerful and a very visual way with words.

Mamma mia! Me a mamma? said...

Thanks all. The truth is, I love writing and poetry has always been my first love...