I Am Singing Poem by Gajanan Mishra

I am singing for myself
when I am alone.
I am singing for others
when all are present
for the occasion.

The sky is watching us, see.
The air is giving us encouragement, hear.
The trees are refreshing us, feel.

My son is coming to me with his son
and told me stop, and I think
where and how and why should I stop.

I am incapable to push the thread
through the hole of the needle
that I realized at this time.