This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 29; the 29th Edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The topic for this month is 'TWO MINUTES'.
Another one hit her with a jolt
She fell to the ground,
Unconscious, bruised and wound
At the hospital
Decisions had to be bold,
She may not walk at all
Feared Dr's, we were told
In a while
She woke
Still in shock
Unable to talk
Somehow she spoke,
At the end of it
I just broke
Let me tell you
How it stoke
Girl steps out of the gate,
Is hit by a car straight
She is at the steps
Running on to the road,
To be careful, by the Mother
She was told
She was in the lift
Itching to hold the gift
For it was her b'day
And her father was home with it
A while back
She was at the office gate,
Seeing off her mate
Hurry up, her mother roar,
Only "Two Minutes"
She cuddled at the door
At this i went numb,
For if not for that "Two Minutes"
In the hospital,
She would not have come
PS:"I wish time could be rolled back,
for so many two minutes, could be corrected
up the stack"
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