Family bliss

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If one is out and else together,
No big smiles but a gloomy look,
As that one too comes in,
Lights burn till midnight.

Mother will be busy in the kitchen,
Where others chill out in front of the television,
As the dog joins us on the sofa,
Wagging its tail for the joke we crack.

We plan for a trip as the clock never stops,
We do execute the plan but not always,
As each chose a different destination,
End up on the sofa giggling all day long.

Kavitha Patchamalai

Published by Kavitha Patchamalai

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. BY ROBERT FROST