Not Lean

Another memory just made me feel loved

When she was young and I was half

When we would watch TV and have laughs

Bathing in sweat she would cook for all

And would keep all work at head that would make her tall

The mango tree under which we lay

Would make 24 hours a day

Your brilliant teaching methods would make science like English

Always being with you was my wish

But immortality is still to be seen

And hey now I'm not lean!