An Old Story Retold Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
An Old Story Retold
We sit by the pool
His eyes remote
He takes a mouthful
Doesn’t go down his throat!
Can you skip office
For me for a day
Give your work a miss
At home with me stay!
That’s what he said
Recalls the son
Back at home stayed
His father alone!
My old man misses me
His plea I didn’t heed
Needs my company
His I don’t need!
His lunch now gets cold
Something isn’t right
An old story retold
A lost appetite!
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4/24/2024 8:05:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very nice.as the life getting busy our parents are missing us too much.