Images of her bathed in red;

Draped in red;

 Hands holding a bundle of red.

Baby cried incessantly.

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The pleasures of wonderful little things are often missed in ordinary pursuits of everyday living. Thoughts of innumerable words of money, gains, competitions, fame and enjoyment cloud an ordinary mind to a relentless chaser.

Chaos of colours splayed out;

Cloudless sky, a charmer.

Chaos of traffic paused at signal;

He had eyes only for green signal.

      Is there a someday? Only holiday can tell.

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