Missing Angels and Gallant Knight
The silence tells the girls and gkids are gone,
An emptiness I face for another few morns,
I look around with feelings so low empotionally,
...
That stirs the mind and heart very deeply.
Drowned in thoughts of my angels three,
And my gallant knight never did set me free.
Their glistenning smile upon their youthful face,
Fills my heart and makes the world a happy face.
The soft sweet gentle voice echoing in my ears,
Dries up the ever threatenning salty tears.
Awaited impatiently, ..frozen for the telephone call
For the melodious voice 'we are fine' thats all.
Then came the expected shrill of that precious ring
'Biggy we are in Colombo' and perfect in everything.
Though Miles apart their words music to my ears,
Happiness did kindly smile and dimmed my fears.
Safe in the loving arms of my neice and sister,
Relax I rest my mind and my heart free of blisters!
happy holidays...
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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