Fate Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

Fate brought me into this world
Some thirty years ago.
Boy babay bvorn to my Mom and Dad.
My father was Happy and Glad.
His first offspring, a boy bron.
My mother, sullen and forlorn.
Glad to push me after ninem months.
Of Living rent free.
Sets the pattern of life.
When I met my wife.
I met my soulmate.
Have the same interests.
Food and Film.
Fashion and clothes.
Even the same nose!
Guess what I mean.
In these lines.
Dont worry too much.
About this and that.
Or such and and Such.
Everything will work out fine.
I dont have a fast car.
Or a house similar to a Rock Star.
Just happy top be out of the cold.
Growing happily togther will we both get old.