Puffing away the day's choresthat I count down with all my will
sometimes against, but with affection
running length and breadth with the tick-tocks
marking down unending to-do lists
cheering everyone I love, and then me
smiling at gale of chatters that matters
calls , talks, blue ticks, for every soul touched
with every cup of coffee, every plate meal
just dawn to dusk is not my call
pretty odd reverse way too, work to work
charging away tough jiffs
every job accomplished, fulfilled promises
every concluding day, fuels my brain and brawn
stimulates every nerve and my bone
living thousand moments, cuddled up in me
looking away from chores into open pages of life
as I write and write and write, love you, I tell my moments.....
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