The little woman

Once, in a little village lived a little woman

In a little hut surrounded by little trees.

A little rivulet meandered amidst little wild flowers

And little bushes that sang songs sweet.

She smiled unabashedly and her little face

Glowed with delight while the little candles flickered

On the little table spreading light in the little kitchen.

Hers was a ‘back to basic’ kind of a little life

Where needs were little and desires as well little.

She made her own little loaves of bread

That she ate with a little cheese and salad.

She ate the little that she produced

In her little garden with little beds.

Calm and relaxed, she had compassion for the little creatures

Of God, like the birds, insects, bees and butterflies.

The little bees gave her honey, the insects pollinated her little fruit blossoms

And the birds and the butterflies added joys to her little heart.

Deep inside her, she knew that she would rock a little baby

In a little cradle and give satisfaction

To her maternal instinct with little tinges of pride.

Dauntless, the little woman pursued her dreams

In her little world evolving with love and peace.

pramila khadun

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About pramilakhadun

I am the holder of a Bsc degree in Food and Nutrition from S.N.D.T University,Pune,India.Have taught this subject in a private institution for almost thirty-five years.Currently, I am retired and travel alot with my husband Raj, daughters Dr Rajnee and Priyum and son Airline Captain.Had my first book of poetry published by Minerva press, London and other two in Mauritius.More coming soon.I love poetry and enjoy reading poems of poets across the world and I feel Destiny Poets is the right place for me.

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