family love
a little is also a lot… but
i pine for more
family love
a little is also a lot… but
i pine for more
me…reasonably good looking
intact body parts
food…always on the table
two beautiful children
a reasonable life partner
decent moolah
a good job
a few loving people around me
not homeless…
and still…
the demon called ANXIETY
raises its head
catching me unawares
family home
resounding all around
chatter of childhood
in the attic
my grandfather’s diary
holding family secrets
late in the night
watching a family movie
I miss you dad
I see you
in these tough times
and that is enough
your tiny feet…I can still hear them
running on the cold stone floors
of our old home
and those eyes …looking up to me
from every direction
but
now
I dont know when you come and go out of the house
I pine to spend time with you my baby
but i guess
you are a man now
so fly
make your own world
and leave me with the memories
of the glorius bygone days
growing up
they
never leave our side
and
we have no time
for ourselves
until
one day
they go away
to make their own lives
and we
have all the unwanted time
in the world
born
of the same mother
led a life
full of pranks and laughter
but
grew into two women
who like other women
do sometimes
want to put each other
down
have a nice thought
nurture it and tend to it
it sure shall bear fruit