The Old To Live Humble Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Old To Live Humble
She was with her son for some time.
She left, as she was piqued.
She was with her daughter for some time.
She left, as she was irked.
She shifted to and from.
Now she lives alone, abandoned.
The old should murder their ego,
And avoid nettling inmates,
To stop heading for their peril.
15.07.2001, Pkd
Saturday, May 15, 2010
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