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Early In The Morning

It’s still early in the morning. My tea has gone cold. The tree is almost naked in front of me. Still few leaves hanging till the end.

I’m not sure if it is raining or if my eyes are playing tricks on me.

It’s still early in the morning. She passed away on the evening of today one year ago.

The evening is yet to come.

2 thoughts on “Early In The Morning

  1. I wasn’t expecting the sad, tragic ending. It starts out beautifully, and yet – it ends beautifully as well in a way, with your poignant reminder of the memory. memories. and the journey you face on this day. the anticipation of the evening chokes my heart for you. xo

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