Meeta came from Dilli last week

We met after ten years or so.

She brought us all clothes from Kaladera

Vegetable-dyed, don't you know?

Sunny was nursing a migraine at home

But was here, in the spirit, so to speak.

Just one phone call from him, and

Our ears were ringing for a week.

From morning to night, and then some,

There were conversations over cups of tea

About their doings, and ours, about friends,

and arts and crafts and People Tree.

She climbed a tree with Varuna's help

Egged on encouragingly from below;

And opened a shop in the Nesting Grounds;

And then it was time to go.

She has promised to come again soon

And Sunny , too, next time.

Then there'll be more stories, louder conversations,

And perhaps a longer rhyme.