Kiri
Your arms held to the branch
While I clung to you
You swung from tree to tree
Till my little palms let go you free
I fell into the water
Making a splash
You disappeared from my eyes
With the speed of a flash
You had a troop to lead
So you could not wait for your kid
So frightened was I
That I thought my heart would bleed
I tried to keep my head above
The water that sped fast
At a distance I saw a boat
That had a small mast
There was a little girl there
Rowing with gusto
Lifting me from the swirl
She wrapped me in her skirt
The warmth of her body
Gave me a new lease of life
She named me ‘kiri’
And strengthened me for the strife
With every day I grew stronger
And regained my playful self
But in my heart’s hidden corner
I prayed you would come bereft
Mama don’t leave me
I want to lie on your lap
To be groomed by you
And around you dance and clap.
Kiri is a nine month old monkey who was abandoned by its mother.
Copyright © Sharmila Menon | Year Posted 2011
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