She mechanically finished her chores
Humming some country lores
Today she found what she had years back lost
Her zesty self
Whom she had shelved
as insignificant and irrelevant
But no more….
She was back with a bang
She smiled at her own reflection
As she gazed lovingly in his direction
He was as quiet as ever
Pensively staring in oblivion
But she knew now, he was the reason
for her rebound
For crazy it may sound, but a terracotta figurine had resuscitated
her back to life
No more a demure housewife
And all her strifes
Seemed trivial now
For once again
She was the best craftswoman
Of her town!
