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To Marianne

Dear Marianne,

Sometimes, when the path ahead

                    seems unclear,
And the terrain all around
                    feels not so dear;
Stop, take a deep breath,
                    and a moment to realize;
"It could have been worse."
                    says the old and the wise.

For, this too shall pass,

                    and pass it will
Open wide your arms, breathe in,
                    & walk up to the window sill;
Look at the stream below
                    flowing relentlessly night and day;
Reminding that things must move on,
                    life happens this way.

For, 'Time' is the only capital,

                    that one has in life.
So don't just live,
                   but live and thrive
To the darkest of nights,
                   there comes a dawn;
Take notice of the starry-night,
                   and smile as life moves on.

And among all of these,

                   when you need a company;
When you tried somewhat,
                   but can't really find any;
Just remember me O lady
                   Me is up you know;
Whenever ye want to see me,
                   . . . Just let me know.


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