Wondering ….

It is raining poems. This one was written now, even as I waited for my wife to pick me up on her way back from office.

Sitting alone in office,
Waiting for my wife to pick me up,
I wondered, how times change.
How she would once say: ‘pick me up’!
Some day, unable to walk
I would say “hold me up!”
My daughter will smile & wonder:
“How I would once say ‘hold me up’!
Loved what you read? Leave a comment

Send this to a friend