OH,MY CHILD.

Oh, My Child.

I can’t see things so near,
As I look at the future- very far.
I have been counting my years
Missing your minutes and hours.

You look an adult as I see you,
That I Miss the child in you;
My expectations are sky high
I know, I resign with a deep sigh.

Your bright future, I don’t see;
I suffer from glaucoma, you see!
You are content with what you are,
I am lucky , I got a heir, so rare.

I have much feeling untold,
My advices to you remain unsold.
Many a battle I lost; yet I fought;
You will win them all, is a nice thought!

BY
S.RAJASUBRAMANIAN