It is your life, my dear son,
You are to decide what to do
And what not to do.
You know and recognize the truth.
I am here, a helpless creature,
I am getting pleasure, when
My interest is served here.
You know better, how to explore the truth,
In terms of life here and there
And I am giving stress on you to
Find out the path that is your own.
You know colours and you like
Home connect, but the home is
There in truth and it is life itself.
One never really leaves behind the home they were reared in, no matter where life takes them when they take that 1st step into their future.especially if the memories are good and worth the musing...Enjoyed this work Gaj...Solid quilling ~FjR-'16~!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is life itself! Thanks for sharing.