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Lakshmi Iyer
India
on Diwali eve
I light diyas in my foyer
hoping
the visually challenged feel
the warmth of my prayers
walking
down the beach
the musings
of a crow
in its shivering caw
thinking
of you dad, I miss
that extra sip
you share with me
from your share of coffee
all along the fog
I try finding
my way -
life is but a journey
through thick and thin
barefoot
we go forest bathing ...
her complaints
vanish
into the breath of trees
gazing at the moon
I forget the stars -
a million wishes
waiting for me
this Christmas
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