Manu Dash

Rookie (4 July 1956 / Odisha, India)

Generations


The day I was busy
settling the bills
of the oncologist, who
treated my ailing father,
my son celebrated silently
his seventeenth birthday
with his friends.

I watched morosely
the old plant in my garden.
It needed pruning
for leaf and bud.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Topic of this poem: love lost


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