One Hand Gives No Clasps Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

One Hand Gives No Clasps



Good son and good daughter
Are of no use to you either,
If their mates are contrary.
Your old age ends in orphanage.
09.10.2003

Sunday, November 8, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: daughter,son
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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