'It's too hot Master and please do not hurry to eat the soup.'
'Hey! Are you still alive? '
'Speak slowly Sir, boss could hear our conversation.
To tell you frankly I jumped out from the cauldron when the water was boiling,
I guessed my customer is so kind and I am sure you hide me in your pocket.
If it's possible throw me into the nearby lake on your way back home.
As same as your loving wife my darling too waits for me,
Luckily who escaped from the catch.'
* Dedication to the poet Edgar Lee Masters for his ' Spoon River Anthology'.
What an amazing story. Praise for your rich imagination and for your compassionate heart. This is a very touching piece. Take care. Always your friend, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a fascinating tale Nimal that leaves the reader with a smile. May your crab find his mate and avoid any further altercations with the tureen. Superb poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥