(Pic from MAGPIE TALES)
The smell of the hay, warmth of sun’s ray
As I sweat my way, my kids are happy jay
Here I belong, smell, sweat and food
My days rewarded, honesty reverberate d.
Decades passed and here I earn
My muscles don’t toil but brain
I am a king, my family sound and trained
But there is a void little space, yearned.
When I look, to enjoy serenity
She looks back for honesty
I fear she may never forgive
The gap that I left between us, grave.
I emanate from her, soothing
She caressed, a mother loving
Things taken for granted, the very existence
Can we honestly perform to have forgiveness?