Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table
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I sat on the fringes of the Ocean, watching the waves roll over the surface.
I watched the sun dipping in for the night, as waves lapped gently at my feet.
The balmy tropical breeze caressed my upturned face, bringing waves of memory;
Of a time when I had sat like this, at this very same spot, just not alone.
That was a happy time, a time from before when I had been in the company of love.
The memories resurfaced now, unbidden and evoked a wave of raw emotions.
Through hooded lids, hiding moist lashes, I continued to sit & reminisce
Of my love lost to God’s will and not to the vagaries of a relationship.
On this very beach, at this very setting we had said our vows to each other.
Now I was left all alone for he was gone; taken from me by cruel fate.
“Well not all alone,” I thought to myself, running my hand though the sand
as a wave of nausea reminded me of the precious one I carried, in my womb.
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