She is coming back with a heavy heart,
Heart tends to be hard
Otherwise it hurts easily.
Easily it drenches the soul'
The way now sky and clouds are making her wet.
The way to home
Long and too long..
She has forgotten to take an umbrella.
She is coming back to a cold hearth
A house with shattered windows
Nameplate says it as "whispering willows".
A rain like this makes the door jammed..
She knows she has been sacked
She knows now she should have
Admitted to the proposal.
She is not too sure
Then again she would not happen to be sacked.
She, the confused, is coming home at last
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