Sitting morose,depressed,the pretty-faced lady
Why isn't she outdoors on this wonderful spring evening?
Cup of afternoon tea,biscuits served lovingly by her mother
Mother..grey haired,frail body,eyes sparkling with faint hope
"What's the matter dear-why are you down in the dumps?"
Warm tears roll down from the young lady's eyes
"Mamma,my tummy is yearning for french fries !"
"I'll make you some right away,will make your sadness vanish"
Mother caringly cooks french fries....... puts the food down
"You are my loving mother ! my dear mother !"tears kept flowing
"Could we go down to the park across the street
You can see the sunset ... the chirping birds on the tree"
"When is our next visit to the doctor?Mamma let me know "
"Next week deary,I'm sure he'll do something for you"
Words of consolation,words of comfort,love of a mother
"You know mamma I'll get off the wheelchair someday.."
Mamma clasped her daughter close... gave her a long hug
Maybe in a decade or so we'll exterminate the Polio Bug
©Bishwanath Mukherjee