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She balanced a bundle Walked delicately Her toe prints appear on the wet sand Leaving crabs and sea shells As foot notes I haunch on the mossy brick Sand mixed with feet Watching the endless waves Patiently wash the shores for morning pooja The frothy lace torn back into the sea To spin and rinse again Her eyes peeped out of kohl rimmed horizons Her nose stud twinkle in the rising light Her hair braided to its final tip Spring into blossom like a red ribbon She smiled, sat down and opened her bundle ‘I do it! Handloom bed sheets “ See crabs, shells, gulls all come to my sp