The Super Child

  This my grandpa's chair.
These his spectacles..
He spends millennium years
Faithfully pouring over
Voluminous books!
I am his `great ' grand son
Don't please judge me.
By my niggard size.
I can have the world at my beck and call.
Tell me, will memory ever fade
And be less than these photographic images.
This his chair and these his specs.

Mama loves me ever so much.
She clicked me twice.
What a pose! Isn't it? She said.
She loves me ever so much.
See, here I am on internet.
Several, trying to guess
or imagine best
A few lines.
For the workshop number thirteen.
Set for all.


More by :  Upadrasta Vijaylakshmi Prakasam

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