Hurray! It's another holiday;
A time to be free all day.
The decision to go on tour was made.
They would all merry including the Maid.
The D-Day came.
They packed baggage and all they could claim.
The road became the scene for the next minutes.
They breathed air and pictured the places of visit.
The aura kept welcoming them.
But they kept feeling this phlegm.
Yet! They have to enjoy, of course!
Foods were enjoyed in all courses.
Well! All that has a beginning must surely end.
They have to go back to the road with various bends.
The journey home started as the car gave a loud roar.
The kids kept smiling as they discussed the wrestling tagged RAW.
Things we have no control over,they say, sometimes occur.
A life-changing incident occurred.
There was this ghastly motor accident.
No one could really say what led to the incidence.
The father went into Coma.
The mother had several injuries like a lion cornered.
One of the kids had had his hind limbs caught in the car seat.
The other escaped death through the teeth.
Shattered! Yes, they were shattered.
The future seems blur and tattered.
Can they ever sing again?
Can consciousness and sanctity ever be regained?
Well, I see light at the end of the dark tunnel.
Their bird which has lost its voice shall sing well versed sonnet.
Aye! Today, they may be as a broken ring; shapeless and without form.
But yes! As long as Hope speaks, they will sing in all dorm.
© AnikeBeloved.
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