Seventy Fifth Birthday Is His. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Seventy Fifth Birthday Is His.



He that day completed three quarter
Of century and that day had to pass
Without new clothes, without special food
Without the visit of daughter's family,
So dull, so common and so ordinary,
But for the surprise cake cutting ceremony
Conducted at dusk by son's three children
At their expenditure with affection,
To be followed by overwhelming wishes
From more than five hundred Face Book friends.
Salam to my grandchildren and friends online.
21.06.2016

Saturday, June 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: birthday
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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