Trapped in the familiar
The mind recalls
A particular continental gait
A shoulder shrug collected
Like the little grunts we naturally make
Taste and style
Acquired over long while
Childhood agility
Social enmity
We are all
From some place
Soothed by the familiar
The mind recalls
A special childhood taste
The unpredictable pattern of falling rain
The awkward trot of one caught out
A warm lap’s protective hug
The soothing scent of spiced tea
We all recall
These markers
Known safe
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe,
2012-09-20.
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