Today, I have not taken my cycle with me I go out every evening to fetch some milk for my mom and me But today , I am just going to walk But , why my feet don’t seem to touch the ground? Scared, as the gap widens between me and the road I try to push myself low I am out to buy milk for my mom you see I fear, I will spill it all over me ! Last week I got the milk on my cycle I met a friend and we raced I was way ahead of her but then ran into a pole Spilling all the milk on myself and the road. My Mom got very angry that day and I think she’ll be again today I am flying , Oh I am flying I am trying to get down, Oh I am trying my feet have springs on them today it seems. A little ahead, a neighbour aunty I spy I request her and plead her “Aunty please pull me down I am out to buy some milk, Please pull me down or I am scared it will spill” She just laughs at me and turns right No one to help me in my sight My mom today she is not going to be just mad today I am going definitely going to be trashed. “Drink your milk drink your milk fast ” she shouts. Pulling my blanket puffing in and out I am sorry I won’t do it again I yell as I wake up shocked Seeing a glass of milk on the table and my school clothes ironed Phew ! I ran and hugged my mom off to the bathroom With great aplomb.. ©Preeti S Manaktala NaPoWriMo2020 Our prompt for the day 4 of NaPoWriMo asks us to write a poem based on an image from a dream.