My heart clung to the emptying room while I held you close,
And I was true in my heart as I trudged that night with unwilling steps.
And then the cab moved through ever-stretching roads,
Taking me away from you, and I boarded the train
And moved on.
And then I watched the moving hands of time impatiently
And longed to reach my destination.

And now I am home and settled, and quite at ease,
But at that hour of leave-taking, I hadn't wished to come.
I did not want to leave you, mother, but it's true I'm glad home.


  1. I like dis Ruchi- I watched the moving hands of time...


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