The limp horse
born to be so
would no depth-
-of deprivation it know?
Why rendered so
such a way?
no running dreams
see light of day.
But blessed still
for had one friend..
his love had a
sorry soul amend.
A noble master
without bias was he
from shackles of disability
he set it free.
with a handful of venom
and a heart heavy.
among greatest of great
prejudiced are we!
your name is all it takes
enchant me with the aroma of your bakes.
But far more than that what i remember,
is my sails you anchored in the needful hour.
& each coffee we sipped in winter afternoon,
& the golden songs I’d wait to hear you croon.
The child of yours you’d call names endearing
& the angelic daughter- so innocent so loving.
my brothers and sisters- their mischiefs I recall
the house; the place; the time comes to stall.
then, alone was I and so were all you
& together we made a family new.
attachment with you is deep and strong
the garden of affection & showers in this lawn.
It stays with me, where ever I go
that I miss you always, angels know.
till we meet, I bless you like i always do
& blessed are WE for such bonds are few.
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