The girl on the road in the morning

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With the morning breeze

float in memories of

Home, far away, distant.

Her pace quickens

with the rays of the sun

to meet the day ahead.

She has to sweep

Wash

Clean

Cook.

Winding her way

through the lanes

she has to mind

the stray dogs

that stir at her footstep.

Suddenly words

drop on her

like a summer shower –

Words spoken in her tongue

in this distant land;

She looks up –

someone her age

but in t-shirt and pants

and shoes, going for

her morning walk,

briskly, talking on the cell

disappearing

in the morning mist.

There is heat

after a summer shower.