It takes a special person
To come over again
And remind you who you were
Siblings who’ve moved out of the nest
While you’ve remained precariously entrenched
One foot dangling from the edge
The other in the snug comfort of the drawing room carpet
Feathers hidden under oversized clothes
Eyes looking out to the horizon
Head bowed
Ears at the door for any signs you’re being spoken about in accusatory tones
Retreating slowly into the same existence
© Ankita Kala 2017
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