White I walk alone
clasping two little hands,
A fury of events,
And ...... we were left with none !
Two pairs of eyes
Gave me all the comfort.....
One black , One grey
And ..... together we built a fort.
The walls were made
of love and happiness,
It got bombed with
docs and numbness!!
Now that I clasp only one
for the grey is nowhere
My little one shields me
as sobs knock the blare.
I sneak through days and nights alike
praying to heavens to keep your smile bright.
As your face is all over us
hope you know we are still US
©Preeti Babbar
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