Poem 200 - The Lady

A scream, as I walk through the woods

My bag full of medicines and other goods

And I bravely went towards the scream on the heavenly lane

For it was a scream not of joy or anger, but filled with pain

I saw a cottage, pretty strange to be in the middle of nowhere, I went there all the same

I knocked, wondering whether I should retreat my steps, for no one came

That's when I heard a pain filled groan from behind the door

I opened the door, for I could wait no more

And you want to know what I saw in there?

A poor, sick lady sobbing in her chair

I touched her head and I knew she had fever

Taking some medicine I made her swallow it, for I could not leave her

And now whenever I pass the cottage, I always stop for tea

Yes, she's fine again, a bit of kindness saved her you see?

-Gaurang Rao

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