Penniless Christmas

A smile hid behind frown on her forehead
As she searched her coat pockets
An empty wrapper, few tin balls
A faded photo about to crumble…
Then she searched her tin box
Faded dresses, inexpensive trinkets
Still no valuable in sight.
As she tossed her thick manes
Away from her face
A smile decked off her face.
The Christmas eve saw a tattered
old christmas tree with few gifts
Wrapped in colorful rags
Despite being penniless
Her kids would smile…

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

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