It was a declared holiday
The children two were sleeping away
The grand-dad had no such special day
He was in his usual early morn's walk way.
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I think all of didn't get down to the point which I did not emphasize and left it to the readers.It is that the family which was well knit all along, got split on resumption of power!
A real family that stick together story written in a beautiful narrative poem. Family time is a time when everyone get together and share a special joy with each other. Love it.
The joyous turns and tedious chores of a joint family of parents, children and grand parents! The mother, uncomplaining and devoted, catering to the whims and tastes of her family members....reminding one of the selfless sacrifices, our mothers undertook for us..(which we are now unwilling to do for our children) ....Thanks for this joyous reminder of good old days! !
Chandra Thaigrajan you reminded me of days when i and my brother with mom and dad were used to be a small family in Calcutta, yes all the cooking was done by mom, and the eating and fun was done by us all. thanks for this gift back. there were no laptops then.
Family with love and affection is heaven. I like this poem most.
lovely thoughts about the day with the family. Your last stanza is a delight to read.71462