Paddy Is My Dear Friend... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Paddy is a unique lady;
a seasoned sailor
who knows all rough waves
who faces a tempest with a sage`s patience
who wears a godly smile
when even the god
gives her tests so vile.

Paddy is an old child
who holds ever a basket of plaudits
and showers them like a great folklore granny:
her silver words with golden touch ever come divinely shiny.
may a day be so grumpy cloudy
she never rails at even a thunderbolt;
rains her happiness prancing like a frisky colt.

Paddy is a perfect mother;
a mother of a son almost of my age-
RML is her cherished kid
that is growing fast and will lovingly rage.
her sweet home is our home
where we turn up almost daily
sing our poems and roam there freely.