A kid walks with
His grandmother
With his tiny steps.
Not sure about
Their journey that
Where to go?
Being poor drives
Them from pillar to post
Without any special reason.
The grandmother is feeble,
And walks with her stick
In her hand to support.
The kid holds the
Hand of his grandmother
And leads her on the way.
No conversation moves on,
Between them due to problems.
Seeing the kid I remember,
Maxim Gorky how he walked
With his grandmother when he was a kid.
I gave a good thought about this kid,
One day he will become like Maxim Gorky.
02/02/08
Pushkar Bisht