The old nanny walks…

Looking around through those weak glasses 

Finding her way in the jungle of masses

The old nanny walks with her stout stick

Step by step click by click 
Her hair has grown grey 

She has seen the sun of May 

Heading for the temple 

Where she could sit and pray 
Each step she takes is a walk down the lane

Her loneliness is obvious but she is still sane

Many rains have passed but she stood her ground 

Seems like a fighter who gave a pound for pound 
Nanny walks past and stares a look at me

I wonder about her thoughts and what she could see

Just about to cross she checks at her clock 

I’m the sunny day the old nanny walks…



4 Comments Add yours

  1. honestme363 says:

    So cute Rs. And you are right, I think the elderly are all fighters who can give us pound for pound. 😉

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    1. Yes they are , with a vast strength of experience 😊

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      1. honestme363 says:

        I agree ☺ And, unfortunately, with being lonely too.

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      2. Let’s hope the situation improves 🙂

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