"'The little drops of sunshine', he used to call them."
"The raindrops?"
"Yeah. I could never understand why sunshine though but then, I could not understand more than half of the things he did. So..."
"Nostalgia much? Mom?"
"Umm...hmm..."
"First date?"
"No."
"First kiss?"
"No."
"Then what?"
"Surity. 50 years ago after this day, we knew we will remain together till the end of time.
It was a rainy day and it was the day when those little drops of sunshine marked the beginning of something new.
It was the day when I became his poetry and he became my song,
It was the day when I became his painting and he became the colour of my life,
It was the day when I handed him over the strings of my life,
It was the day he handed me over his heart and his life,
It was the day when our love became this huge endless sea,
It was the day when I became his muse and he became my musing."
"Mom?"
"Hmm...?"
"You miss him, don't you?"
She swallowed the lump developing in her throat and managed to nod.
"Did dad know about him?"
She looked at her daughter intently.
Her daughter could read in her eyes what no one ever could

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