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Our Son Returns
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Our Son Returns

Poem By uday balakrishnan

Arrivals are always difficult
The awkward greeting
That tentative grimace unfurling into a smile
A guffaw and then the hug
Melts formality and time
He is back home again for a while
Seems to me he never left
Ah what fun!

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Comments (4)

a lovely understatement, Uday. Thank you for sharing...
Not quite as bad as farewells though! . Sincerely Ernestine
I love how sentimentall this feels! Beautiful Uday. Sincerely, Mary
Makes me think about my brother...nice write!