Bread For Family Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

There is so much to see outside
The blue sky is open and wide
The sun rays spread golden sheet
A message of love for all of us to greet

Even something special is missed in early morning
The cuckoo is absolutely reigning
The air is filled with melody
The breeze is about to disappear already

Such things you miss if shut inside
Inner thoughts keep imprisoned and divide
The special angle to survive no more exist
The life goes on but does not insist

Life may remain same for days to come
Same hawkers in street are welcome
They shout for fresh vegetables
The day then brings smile or troubles

The day is opened for venture
For working hard and shining future
Days end may bring bread for family
This all can happen with blessings from almighty