Lesson Bitter Poem by Meena Somasundaram

I ask none for help being my policy
as I do not want to be a nuisance
but one way or other all the years
I was able to live like that for long
a few days before unexpectedly
a call came from a distance
want to know from where it was
it was from my son
saying that he is going to a marriage
near my lovely home just a two hour drive all in all
having never put forth any request to anybody
I did not want to ask him to go home
but being my dear house which remains unattended
asked him to go there for a while
I would make arrangements to clean it
he flatly refused to do so
hit to the quick I sank low
feeling bad of having asked.
a lesson I learnt from my son.