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Romantic poem on a lost childhood friend, who cared and gifted uniquely. A special unique relation which was lost in flow of life.
Did not know to call her my Love!!
Never understood depth in eyes
A gift she gave once was… half peacock wrapped in white paper
Another was glass bangles broken pieces mended necklace
She wrapped this in a flower and gifted me
While on the way to school
I saw her green beads necklace hanging on small tree
I took and kept it with me but she might have seen this
She once called me a necklace thief as I remember
I still giggle nostalgically when I remember her
I lost her in the flood of life and still searching
for half peacock feather all along the road.