My Honour- My Privilege Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My honour- My privilege
Saturday,21st November 2020

It is my privilege
to honour in all the ages
the changing pattern
the seasons take in turn

what a monsoon!
with plenty of water from heaven!
it is a gesture of unimaginable nature
that has been assured to us

why not make use of full spring?
that is aimed at bringing
some changes in youth
with total commitment at each breath

with no concern at all.
when do leaves prepare to fall,
why not accept it gracefully?
and think of boarding plane readily

this is what life is meant for
never feel jealous or sore
it is for all of us to bear
and shed no tears in uncomfortable years

Dr Jadia Hasmukh