Sunday Poetry by Anjalee De Nandee, Mom

Sunday Poetry by Anjalee De Nandee, Mom

She-They

She is a barefoot lady. She is ever ready. She walks walks and walks On the beach. It is near to her shelter. She has a pet dog and a bitch. Every year, they give her Many many puppies. She has many pet ducks. They give her So many eggs. She knits and sells sweaters. So many people come on the beach. They purchase her sweaters. She sells puppies. She sells eggs. So many people beg. But she never begs. Once upon a time, at past, She was a very poor woman. Then she had no money, Yet she couldn't beg. Then she became too funny. Then, she realized that, money, Yes, it......must...Must....Must...... So, she decided to earn money. And now, yes, she can. Now, yes, she is rich. Her footprints are deleted by waves, always. But her walking is never stopped on her ways. Just like the waves of the ocean. All are coming again and again..….. Waves are, were, now and then..... And "She"......"They"....Are, were now and then......