Losing Her

That morning, i woke up to find that
Skies were overcast and a feeling of
Foreboding was upon my heart.
As I strode around the house,
I chanced upon her lying in a heap,
In the middle of the room.

Rushing to her, i tried waking her up,
But she didn’t respond,
Several tries and cries later,
She still hadn’t budged.

In a vain attempt i tried waking her
Once more, but alas my luck,
To no avail. In desperation,
I called up a doctor friend of mine.

He came at once to my house,and
Knelt down beside her,
But soon looked at me with those graves eyes,
It was the i understood that,
I had lost the only one i could call mine,
My Lappy.