Monday, October 23, 2017

The Bread Owner


And sometimes the day just goes by...
Thinks, “Is this exactly the way I shall die?”
Morning, Cereal, Traffic, work, Brunch,
Grapevine, pending emails and lunch!

More work with coffee, rush home and eat,
Polish shoes and take out clothes so neat!

This shall go on and on until one retires,
Medicines, grandchildren, till one expires.
My lady says “It’s called “Being No More”,
I wonder “Is this life worth it, am I sure?”

Where are those moments and memories?
Those weekends, Ludo scores in their diaries.

Spend time with them, just not by making money,
With mobile and laptops, life shall just pass honey!
My soul will be lost if I don’t do anything worthwhile,
Those first words, lost romance, taking an extra mile!

Did I spend my whole life worrying about everything?
That promotion, big car, house and money by the blink…

Every New Year, a resolution to spend time at home,
Ask someone who lost is dear ones and is all alone.
Oh Bread Owner, give them your precious time today,
The cost of your little one’s smile, will be too much to pay!


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