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Now sitting alone in the office canteen

I let my thoughts to grab the years bygone

Could hear my mother’s loving call

Rushed inside to find her serving the food

Sitting there I looked into her eyes,

Two pools brimmed with the nectar of love

Nothing is as soft as her hands that clasp

Always near to us but never binding

There comes my father peerless in all ways

With shoulder so strong for us to lean on

Safe in his hands, we dreamt a lot

He is a frontier, lofty like a tower

From nowhere flew my siblings to join

We all then gathered round the table

Life was so smooth, heart so light

Pages I need to picturise those days

Life was a song, flawless and flowery

Tuned so tender by my mom and dad

Passionate they were as deep in love

Not a code of discord, so perfect a symphony

Lessons of love, knitted our kinship

Laughs and tears always heard and shared

Five are we, the seeds they sow

Now plants with fruits, for them to cuddle

Though not under the same roof always

Tightened are our ties as days went by

Home is where we all love to live

Home is where we all live with love