Twenty four by seven

Twenty four   by seven

By

P.R.Ramachander

(I read  a whatsapp  message that  today  is twenty four by seven  and I who knew  nothing  is twenty four  by seven wrote it)

I held   her hand  for  ,

The first   time and told her,

I would love     you  ,

Twenty four   by seven.

A little   babe cried  for the first time

On  seeing the world, and I told him,

I would take    care  of you,

Twenty four   by seven.

I brought    a bride   for my son,

And  saw  her nervous  and I told her,

I would  love you  like my daughter,

Twenty four   by seven

I happened  one day   to visit,

The   family   court  and I saw a lady 

Telling  him ,  I do not want to see  you,

Twenty    four by seven.

My son   , for   whose benefit  ,

I toiled all  along , one day  left me,

And told me, I do not want to see  your face,

Twenty four   by seven.

The  DIL   whom  I made   my daughter,

One day  Spit  in my direction with pure hatred,

And told me, How can I  any time love you  like my father,

Twenty four   by seven