958: The Cricketer Boy Poem by Amit Biswas

On that 18th avenue corner,
I saw this young boy wander,
We have met there, occasionally,
So I went close to him, slowly,

He did not remember me,
Though he knew my vehicle number then,
I always saw him with his mummy,
Like a baby monkey hugging her tummy,

Taller and healthier he is now,
Into a cricketer he will grow,
I wished him the world’s success,
Smiled and walked away without a trace.

March 2,2007.