Tuesday, April 17, 2018

O for Oblivious








She sat on a bench in a park,

Squeals of delight felt like the sweetest music to her tired soul.

The ruckus she saw, was the cutest sight to her sore eyes.

One moment she was enjoying and smiling,

But the next moment she felt a dull ache in her heart…


With a heavy heart, she gets up,

She pushes the wheelchair ahead,

Which seated her little princess,

Oblivious to both,

The ruckus of the kids

And also to the mayhem in her Mom’s heart.






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