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Jul 2020
In a dream home, a palace stood,
Ruled by love and riches, understood.
Children and grandchildren were showered
With lavish blessings, their lives empowered.

The Emperor and his queen, my grandparents dear,
Their presence to me, forever clear.
Childhood vacations, moments of glee,
Clashes and laughter, a family spree.

Lessons of life, from nature and kin,
Each day a new learning, deep within.
Ripened mangoes and crushed tamarind,
Seeking tastes unique, a joy we'd find.

Games played in scorching summer heat,
No care for the sun's relentless beat.
Monsoon rains brought joy untold,
Together we'd dance, drenched and bold.

Steamy tapioca, tea to beat the cold,
Rain watched through windows, stories unfold.
Watery roads, drenched trees in view,
The mesmerizing rain, a picturesque hue.

Years passed, togetherness rare,
Kinsfolk scattered, distant to share.
The Emperor and his queen, now at rest,
The house still stands, memories etched in its chest.
Kavitha prabhakaran
Written by
Kavitha prabhakaran  F/India
(F/India)   
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