One Day

Day 19 :

                         One Day

I sat with my kindle and tea

sipping and reading under a tree.

A woman came and stood watching me

"Have you seen my daughter?" she said

"She went to play near the river ."

She spoke without moving her lips

I felt a shiver run up my spine

She walked toward the bridge

leaned over and fell in

It was the mother who died every spring

She never did find Marilyn

In throes of pain she would rise

to kill herself in in dejection

Mary Lee in hope of finding Marilyn

would live and die each spring

I woke with a start thinking of Marilyn

who was twice removed but a kin

                                       © Lalarukh Lasharie


  1. That sent shivers down my spine as well!

    Havent tried poetry in this genre. Would love to experiement .


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