Roof Is The Floor Of Upper House Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Roof Is The Floor Of Upper House



Dear son, at your birth,
At your school admission,
At your college entrance,
At each stage of your progress,
I beamed with pride
That I built a nest to rest in
If and when I go invalid
Till I rather late realized
That the time you had your family,
That you wanted to use the nest
To bring up your progeny.
Rather than providing me a sanctuary.

Every old one collapses likewise.
Of course, you are my extension.
13.06.2001, Chennai

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Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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