Sons And Daughters Poem by Sumit Ganguly

He and she were septuagenarians
Their sons and daughters lived far away
The couple's strength was warmth of love
Which smoothed the children's way.


The man was blind and his wife lame
The couple moved together.
On their birthdays the children rang
And were bathed in shower of laughter.

Long after the old were gone
Children sold the childhood land.
They were on high flying trapeze
And the laughter played the band.