Aunt’s shouts

Aunt wants attention like night cricket
In the bush ,who shouts at your silence

Not because she has seen you pass by,
In sunset’s hills or a mountain breeze.

She just needs attention to her living.
She is not stone beside the mud track

But a creature with wind in her lungs.
She is just shouting from an existence.

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