Way back when the war first started,
From my folks, I found myself parted;
They didn't want to send me away,
But, in the city, it was too dangerous to stay.
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We are bound with a natural bond with our folks, whom we miss very much when parted from them The poem expresses the ardent desire of the poet to return to her 'folks' after the war against Corona is over. 'But I didn't chose to be an Evacuee' - who would? :)
A poem with Nostalgic feelings Of love and seperation