A widow in her fifties she was.
Lived in petty hut made out of straws.
Had no relatives dwelt all alone.
Only neighbours were her own.
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Cruel world with the cruelty knife can kill innocent we are living in a formal world- love, civic attachment has no value class needs class only for hatred we havs caste and creed and faith...nioce poem may Allah fill the heart with love thank you for share
Though it is not a serious mistake that she was not invited, when we think from the side of the widow, it is a sad incident that she was left out and we too feel a tinge of pain for that lonely soul! Her isolation is touchingly described!