"Please peel this orange, Mommy",
she said.
I was busy, so, "I can't",
I said.
She asked again
if I can do it for her.
I refused again
while handling the dishwasher.
She hanged around, hoping,
I might do in some time.
I kept working, thinking,
I'd do it after a while.
It was quiet for a while
so I looked for her.
She was trying hard to peel the orange,
was almost there.
She saw me and then beamed
at the good job she had done
"For you, Mommy",
she said, holding out one.
I sat besides her
happy and stupid, I felt.
As she fed me the slices of orange,
making my heart melt.
