Tuesday, March 10, 2009

rat's feast - my son's shoes


Could you please ma, pleaded my son
Buy a new pair of shoes for me
The ones I have are tattered and torn
Of no use now can they be.

I looked at his pleading eyes
And knew I just could not refuse
But still asked him what had happened
To the special ones bought for his use.


Yes ma, my son replied innocently
A new pair that no longer does exist
For what could I do if the rats felt hungry
And in my shoes they were treated to a feast
.

10 comments:

Ayesha Parveen said...

Nice one, Lakshmi. Take care.

KParthasarathi said...

A humourous poem indeed

A New Beginning said...

Very cute indeed!Keep up the gr8 work Laxmi.All the best:)

Shravan said...

lolz...good one akka.. as always !

lakshmi said...

Hi Ayesha,
thanks a lot,

THanks Mr.Parthasarathi,
humourous indeed

Thanks a lot Sana....

Thanks a lot Shravan.......

manivannan said...

ha!ha! very nice.Very very nice :)

My shoes too was once feasted :( not by a rat but by its eternal enemy, cat :))

You write poems so wonderfully! Keep it up. cheers!

shri ramesh sadasivam said...

Hi Lakshmi... When I read your poem I recollected what happened to a shoe in our room... My Bro has told that already...

Sankaran said...

A nice post :)and thanks for stopping by my blog. Yes I am not sure if you saw my earlier template it was indeed a big mess. Thanks to Parthasarathi sir, it is like how it is now. He has more suggestions which I am yet to implement :)

lakshmi said...

Thanks Ananthi....

Greener Bangalore said...

heheh good one...!!!