Please do not take my smile away
￼ When I was a child, I wrote a tiny poem
It is not of high class nor does it rhyme,
I feel it has an appropriate perfect meaning
More so now, as I am elderly and feeble.
Do not estimate the worth of your garden,
By the number of fragrant blooming, flowers,
Check the aging and dying leaves, brown and yellow
Which fed the plant in the past, to flourish and grow.
Wrong to count as good times exclusively the sunny hours,
Should never forget the dark days, raining cats and dogs
As rain nourished your plot to make your paddy grow
So that you have rice on the plate to help yourself grow
Enjoy properly your nights not just admiring the moon
Or counting the stars in the sky when the moon is gone
Certainly the darkness of the night does have a role to play
The calmness allows you to rest, to be fit for the next day
Assess your life as worthy by times you’ve made friends smile
Must take away from that list’ hours you’ve made them cry
Never regret for what had gone, make it a useful tool to learn
The one who learns from mistakes is the one who uses his brain.
Whatever the big position you may now hold
Remember none of us did it all alone
Our parents who now are old and haggard,
Fed and guided us to what we are, right or wrong!
One’s old friends, specially the batch mates
Are truly the architects of the professional life
They were there consistently advising and sharing
The tough swim upstream to imbibe gems
From the ‘ocean of knowledge’ to make us special
By not publishing this poem
Please do not take my smile away.
If you do not want to see me sad
Put this in your RU website, esteem