Little Memories

As I wake to the light of day,
You would entangle your fingers around mine,
That smile and sweet things you would say,
Little memories of us on my mind would stay...

Read I a book
And you would come sit by me,
My favourite coffee in your hand,
And these little memories of us leave me shook...

The way you adored me,
The way you spoilt me,
And oh, the way you bored me;
Little memories keep lingering around the reclused me...

Siya Mulge
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