The Withered Tree Stands. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Withered Tree Stands.
Today was his birthday at his old age.
As usual it must go unnoticed,
Without new clothes and special food
And with no one in any fuss.
A friend of him sent him a birthday cake.
Save kids, no inmates were enthusiastic.
The cake was cut in order to be cut.
He wished he was not supplied the cake.
15.06.2014
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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