Letting It Be
Father taught us to work hard and be counted
He was strict with us and with himself as well
We may have been delinquent yet patience he mounted
We were bit scared but it made discipline in us dwell
As we grew up, he chiseled our rough angles well.
Old, he still works hard and goes about his daily chores
One by one we all settled well and wanted to take our turn
He wishes to be independent, our request to help he ignores
Alas, it was not to be, as he did not accept the favor return
We had to respect his solitude and intent to do his own yearn.
Quintain (English) 2 stanzas
Contest: Hard Choices by Dr. Ram Mehta
Date write: 17.6.2014
Note: In Indian cultural context, it is generally hard for a settled and grown up son not to be able to do his bit for a father when the situation arises, even in modern times.
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