After retirement
The man thinks of life
He has worked nothing
Yet he worked more than others.
Spring was in his family,
Winter has much air.
He married
Lotus had bloomed in his garden.
He heard singing
First time in woman’s voice
A son was born
Bright days did come like the sun.
When teen aged children came
He felt drifts did come
Tender mind became stiff
Cool air covered moon light.
He felt loneliness
Singing got isolation.
The new air went on own surge
Elderly advice went yellow purge.
Future got no accolade,
He closed himself in his bed
Just looking outside
For others spin
He thinks let future to decide
The sky has open vastness,
He has to endure that vastness.
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