Foto Friday 32

Waiting for Tito

 

 

Since long I have been waiting

Tito* said he’d be coming.

Momma is too busy working

Since the maid has been absconding.

When work is done she goes a-blogging

So there is none for playing

With my tennis ball I am left standing

At the wall, my eyes searching

For my friend who said he’d come visiting

Perhaps he will have time for throwing

This ball that in my mouth I am holding

Then maybe he’d take me walking

Or we could even do some running

I shall gladly settle for jogging

Followed by a bout of wrestling

We’ll finish off with eating

The hearty meal Momma’s cooking.

So Tito, when are you coming?

Waiting is oh-so boring.

- Shail Mohan (March 2012)

Tito* is the much acclaimed fan of Luci. You can see more of Luci either here or here.

 

Foto Friday 29

Youth and old age

Once I was

Colorful and bright

With petals soft as silk

The contours well-defined

Sought by butterflies and the bees

Supple, I swayed in the breeze.

Time has dulled my sunshine yellow

Fluffy white adorns my head

The wind rustles as it blows

Parts of me float away

My body is now stiff

Waiting for the final crunch

To happily merge

With the soil from whence I rose…

- Shail Mohan (Dec 2011)

Foto Friday 28

The Big Bird….

…dropped the huge head of some big fish in our backyard.

Luci found it but I kicked it away yelling at her.

(Yeah I can yell. Experience my dears, with bringing up two Martians)

The first-born picked the smelly piece, threw it high on the sun-shade of the nearest window.

Big Bird meanwhile made several rounds in the sky, searching for its lost prize.

It failed to locate  the catch lying on top of the sunshade.

Some keen eye-sight you have  Big Bird!

Suddenly Big Bird swooped down to perch on a metal bar.

It first looked left….

then straight ahead…

and finally turned to the right…

In a (to us) surprise move, Big Bird landed on the ground.

picked up a stone

and flew away…..!

Huh?

Building a nest perhaps??