Making Good Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

This summer
Planning
A pilgrimage
To my holy
Native village
For me
More than a place
Of sustenance.

Visiting
My mother
Thereat
An idol
Of the temple
Of my heart
Whereat
My inherited
Old house
Needed some
Repairs
Thereby
An opportunity
To stay with her
Refreshing
All old memories
Attached to
My child-hood
Forgetting
All about
My present
Entering
Into the past

A great gratitude
Even today
I’m still enjoying
Those glorious
Moments of
My child-hood
Under that
Tender care
In the lap
Of my Mom
Running eighty five
Preferably stays
At village with her
Privileged
Youngest son.

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Ludhiana, Punjab, India.