Tuesday, December 25, 2007

No Wheelchair

I thought she won't walk,
But she insisted 'No wheelchair'
She toured the whole garden;

She strolled around, herself.
Seventy-nine and still going strong,
And so- 'No wheelchair!'

2 comments:

The Tentacles of Thought said...

Not that uncommon these days,isnt it?...my granny of 85 is still hale n hearty n never fails to amuse us by her stories nd parables.She also goes in the gardn sumtyms talkn to birds or feeding them nd sumtym just watering the plants.

Pranay said...

ur way of expression is immensely likable.. all ur poems seem to be really soft and subtle and well-intended... gr88!
n thnx for ur comment on my 'dreamy' post..
may be u can check out the other post too..
http://thinktrash.blogspot.com/2007/12/shining-star_26.html