Having come
this far
80 years
from afar
Childhood on
to middle age
All a
fleeting image
Looking back
in quick succession
Each stage
with its own mission
Triumphs
problems always
Handled in
many ways
What now
does all this mean
Ups and
downs that have been
Drained in
effort so intense
What with
all this nonsense
Has this
touched another soul
With love
poured into her bowl
Making a
difference with hope
A helping
hand to cope
Thinking in
tears and glee
Does it want
to make me flee
Flee from
what to what I ask
Wouldn`t it
be the same task
But know
there is more to it
As one makes
things fit
A stirring
deep inside
It`s meaning
hard to decide
A warmth lingering
spreading
Soothing
balming in its making
There is
more to flesh and blood
A surge of
presence like a flood
A flood of
love and compassion
Out flowing
in quick succession
Kith and kin
of one and all
Each with a
special call
Family
friends in new light
Embraced in
warm delight
Lucky is he
with such a gift
An
octogenarian`s greatest wish
No regrets
no laments
In life`s
late moment
Every day a
new promise
Wanting but
just this peace
Thank you
all for this gift
Siblings
friends giving me this lift
My wife`s
firm hand and praise
Nimmi`s and
Nithi`s valued grace
The luckiest
man I can declare
With all who
so much care
Forgive me
for my slips
My careless
mindless dips
M P
Prabhakar
17.9. 2014
PJ
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