I am pretty excited to share my recently published poem with you.Here it goes…
Coming home for summer?
Well, it’s a long story, you see!
I get asked this question often,
When the sunshine is warm and pleasant,
People pack up and leave in haste,
For family reunion bliss.
I remember how home felt,
The fragrance of Biryani in the air,
Mom, busy preparing to welcome me,
Dad arranging a proxy at his office,
For a day off, so he could pick me up,
My five-year-old brother jumping with joy,
For the toys I would bring as gifts.
When I left home he was an infant,
I remember the day of my departure,
I did not even go to his room,
He was asleep and I was too weak.
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