Poetry

Filial gratitude

Gratitude isn’t a gift
Wait not to present in shifts
You weren’t a plant
that’s grown in woods
You were a sapling
Grown in the garden of caring family
Don’t you take it for granted
You’re parent’s love that is planted
Bloom smiles on their lips
Like a grown up tree’s gifts
Protect them from hurdles
Being a shelter to the couple
Forget not their untiring efforts
Repay them the love which they invested

@Rajani mula