I had one back home
a Remington, it weighted a ton
grey, not as temperamental
as my laptop, I'm sentimental
Then, one day I found one, on a driveway
A red coloured possible stowaway
Logo was gone, and so were some keys
I'd take her home, give her a new lease
But pause, my son was with me
And he asked, as only his ten years see
Mom, who picks up a dinosaur off the street?
O! Son, who throws away a machine that makes life sweet?
We left her there
I turned, a final stare
And a dog came sniffing
I shivered, seeing his hind leg lifting.
Tasnim Jivaji
Oct, 17 2023
