I used to spend an hour on this park bench every evening – petting furry creatures, feeding them biscuits, watching their competitive pranks, smiling and laughing a lot.
I’m back there after a decade. The darlings do not come running to me. There are a few loitering around, who have to be woo-ed with biscuits.
Realisation dawns about the difference in life span and lifestyles. It is love that remains supreme, and will bind me again to the new spirits.
Deep inside somewhere, I wish there is some reincarnated love, and I do meet my old friends once again.
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My beliefs state you can know that they can hear and see you and, in some way, respond should they see the need to.
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I agree. Thanks a lot!
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An interesting perspective from the park bench, Reena.
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Thank you, Charli!
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bad air
and friday
smell everywhere
coffee once a week
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