Like a
Baby,
Clinging
To me....
My son
Who's a
Bit under
The weather
Doesn't want
To leave me....
(wrote this after my son kept holding on to me and didn't want to let me go as he was feeling poorly with some cough and cold)
Of late, he kept going out for his usual night walks but I asked him not to go because the weather was changing and it was getting cold.
But his 20-year-old mind kept telling him that nothing would happen as he wasn't feeling cold ;)but then when you don't listen to Mummy, you end up with a cold.
Hope he gets better.
You are very right. Very well written. Ma'am. Adolescent valor speaks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Bernard and Varsha, Thanks for your nice comments.