
Tiktok, tiktok … the sound of Mom’s heels on the wooden floor grates on my ears, as she approaches her desk.
But no, I will never see her there again… it is an illusion.
I have retained the sanctity of her favorite corner in the house as it was, for thirty long years…

Such a touching tale!
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Thank you, Shweta!
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this is touching 🙂
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Thank you, Jude!
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so
we know
she
was
the boss
at her
own costs
and loss
but you are
now
and how
just like her
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Wonderful lines written
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Thank you!
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