Virtually I can’t defy
What my little grandson dictates.
I am a slave to him.
Willingly I can’t disobey
What the woman of my love wants.
I am a slave to her.
Slavery is not at all drudgery.
Being a slave is exuberant.
07.03.2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem