Trade

“Maa, did the bear take away your other bangle too?”

asked the little girl.

“Yes, darling” nodded the mother,

eyeing the pink dress hidden in the corner.

This wasn’t the last time when

desires were traded for dreams.

~~~~~

Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry.

Happy writing till we meet next.

Until then, carpe diem! 🙂

~~~~~

© Asha Seth

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