SP.C :- Sue Vincent

Anxiety engulfs us,

While parting from,

Our near and dear, after a sojourn,

Or even after enjoying an extended period of fun and frolic,

Memories gush in like a cloud of smoke,

Time seems scarce like there’s no tomorrow,

Craving of some more moments of togetherness creeps in,

Days, hours, minutes of time yet left to be enjoyed,

Is counted with bated breath,

All this while, the date of parting is already known.

What would it be like,

When our dear ones continue on their final destination,

Leaving us behind to cope with the wonders of time.

97 words.

Thought behind the poem :- We get emotional while parting with our loved ones after a brief period of stay during holidays, celebrations, get- togethers, all the while knowing the date of departure. And yet none of us know the date of final departure. We are left at mercy of time to heal our wounds and get along with life.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Sue Vincent for running the challenge at fume #writephoto. The challenge is to write a piece with inspiration drawn from the picture. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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