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A Broken Promise

Hey! Didn’t you tell me
this morning that you’d be
sunny and warm
throughout the day?

I believed you and
washed my entire set
of bed linen and
all the blankets as well.

You were sunny and warm until
I was done washing two loads
and then you decided
to change your mind. Why?

It’s now raining cats and dogs
and I sit wondering
what I’ll do with all
the wet bed linen inside.

It already feels chilly
and the wet bed linen
inside the rooms
make them damp and gloomy.

Couldn’t you have given me
a small hint or a warning?
So I could save all
the washing for another day.

You broke your promise
and that’s not nice.
In future I should know
better than to trust you.

Geeta Ashok

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