The Clouds
That morning she woke up to the sound of thunder
Her trembling hands reached out to his woolen jacket
Enveloped in his warmth, she walked to the verandah
To collect the tiny photo frames hanging atop the window sash
She brought them all in, and cleared the rain droplets off them
She placed them on the side rack of her drawing room
The pictures brought back happy memories of their time together
She picked up her beloved’s picture and kissed it
The day marked their 70th marriage anniversary
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