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I remember my grandmother to this poem of you, but im too young and small at that time and can do nothing but to stare and cry inside my room, many times I tried to come near and hug her but they're keeping me away from her, and they give me no reasons why till they brought her somewhere that I dont know I ask them why they cant carry her... till she died, I never saw her again.... you really touches me.... thank u soooooo much

A plea of a mother nicely tucked in garland of life with reality and truth......A Masterstroke Jayatissaji...100+++

It is so sad that after spending the whole of life for the children, a mother is treated so callous to the extent of even starving her! Even in an old age home where she is fed properly, she finds greater joy than being in the company of her indifferent and ungrateful children! A very touching write!

The plight of life! But, old age is part of us; able to give us light along the line. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

What a cruel joke life is. You spend years working, learning, growing, sharing and becoming wise; only to have your body and mind deteriorate.