Martin

English

1 December, 02:53

The Habit of Life

by A. Gautam

I sent a letter in the mail

to my friend across the sea.

But I never heard from her.

I wondered, if she thought of me.

When people move they do forget,

the old times and old stories, too.

New places, faces replace

memories with friendships new.

Then she wrote years later,

I knew I still mattered to her.

She wrote that life was a habit,

and asked if I was good at it.

What statement does the theme of this poem make?

A. Most new things always replace old things.

B. People are busy for years when they move.

C. Most things we do in life are out of habit.

OD. Friends are always lost, and found again.