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A light of screen flashing in my eyes,

I cannot keep my cat
because mouse is alive.

I used to have cupboards
and cub boards but I have an
extra keyboard

All my years,
I have used
pen and the paper
but everything seems changing
with time.

It was difficult with
typewriters and now
I am dealing with computers.

Poor me!

My great-grandchildren
plays an indoor computer games
and now, he looks
as if, he is of my age.

This poor thing…

does lot of work
maybe people are out of work

I hardly see children
playing in the green lush grounds

I wonder what this poor thing
holds in future

when I will be long gone
from this age, of computer

and from my town.

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