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!
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