...She... Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

I go up
She
Follows
Me

I come down
She follows me

She's so
Attached
To me
That wherever
I go, she
Follows me


(thinking of my Kochi....in our 2 floor house, if I work downstairs, she'll come down and start working there; if I'm working upstairs, she'll come up and follow suit...and intermittently she would give those lovely hugs that only a mother can enjoy :)

Ma-Beti Jodi Salaamat Rahe - Touch Wood!