Morrow I am completing sixty
With few days left for office muddy
After that I am free
But she does not agree
And fears my all time presence bumpy.
My dear Gather friends, please support me
If later I post poems many
Fed up with her lectures
With sad tunes and babblers
Please comment those not being angry.
Till there is effect of cataract
And we two quarrel and are intact
I shall be troublesome
With my penning irksome
But you have to accept me in fact.
Age won’t stop me to write some poems
Till flowers bloom with their greenly stems
And you have to support
All my messy effort
Though age may cause problems with condemns.


Comments: 8
Richard ... hahaha!! that was an apt rejoinder....
Thank you all once again.
Till flowers bloom with their greenly stems'..
Wish you a great time ahead of free, happy and peaceful retired life.
Waiting to read plenty of your poems.
Be well.