Wednesday, October 19, 2011

In Verse: To Dad

Written on 6th April
The tube light went poof today, daddy.
I climbed chairs and tables, and played tinker,
just like I remember you did, so many moons ago.
I remember, we'd stand by the switchboard,
jiji and I, and we'd get to play with the switch.
On. Off. On. Off. On. And then it glowed.
How did you do it, dad, how did you coax
light off it? Well, you are gone now, and all I have
is finger-dots on a dusty, distinctly unhappy tube. 

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