SUNDAY MUSING: Under a Laburnum Tree

On a blistering afternoon, it came free By the highway under a laburnum tree...

ByAaron Pamei

Updated 26 Jul 2020, 10:52 am

Laburnum in full bloom (Image by Susann Mielke-Pixabay)
Laburnum in full bloom (Image by Susann Mielke-Pixabay)

 

They had it all worked out

The colours and the clout

The baby would lack nothing

She was six months heavy

When the world came to a stop!

 

Three months on, nothingness

Was all that hung in the emptiness

The savings all dried up

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Then she knew if they stayed

They would not stand a chance.


On a blistering afternoon, it came free

By the highway under a laburnum tree

Came was the first cry of a life.

She knew she could not rest

If the little one was to live.

 

Two hours or more after the baby

On her feet again, with a daisy

She cried out to the sky

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And walked another hundred miles.

Then came a rumble behind her…

 

The wheels came to a stop

No, there was not a prop

Once a cry and a breath

Under the laburnum tree

There’d been a thunder from the Throne

They’d come to take them home.

 

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Aaron Pamei

Aaron Pamei

Director in Naval HQ in the Ministry of Defence, New Delhi. An Ultra-Marathoner. His poems mostly deal with social and human condition and have lyrical tinge to them due to strong musical influence.

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