if only i could be:

strong yet gentle and sweet, always

sensitive to suffering in those around me, and lean in to comfort them

fiercely protective of the ones i love

able to bounce back from a horrific start to become the most loving companion possible

patient and uncomplaining

wanting only to please

unfailingly affectionate, even when neglected

happy simply to lie in the sun, smell the wind, run in the grass

truly present in each and every moment

devoted, in the truest sense of the word

then – perhaps – i could be half of the wonderful being that you are.

that you were.

i will never forget you, my beloved India

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