Everything.
All things, there were-
that made her engaged.
She grabbed one doll.
A book.
And a few chairs.
Flipped the pages.
She rejoiced.
Pulled hands of a doll.
Laughed.
Saw a unicorn.
Ran behind
Everything around her-
made her happy.
............................
While- on the other side,
Of a glass door-
Stood that love.
Silently observing her.
Her little tears...
Tiny fears.
Love observed them all.
...............................
And now when she realized-
That she missed something-
Amidst these joys.
She did not know-
What stood on the other side of-
A glass door.
~Sanjeeta Hridayaninadini
