Gratitude

Our eyes

Were locked

In a deep embrace

For a mere second

She and I

Reached I

Her deepest recess

No word could

Express such depth.

 

Her kith and kin

Seldom made

A trip to her side

Not lack of love

But want of funds

Kept them away.

 

Seated on a ward bed

An effort so frail

She did take

The mug of tea

I offered

With willing hands

And gleaming eyes.

 

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