it is been long ago
at a time when I was little
when people did not talk about ego
strong they were not brittle
Self-contained they were
ambitious to a degree normal
took very great care
remained friendly and formal
could find no vanity
not even a slight trace
held them in a way dainty
gossiped they with no chase
spoke not ill of others
genial and cordial to all
moved like own brothers
responded to each other’s call
they were angels in human form
always gentle and calm 
Meenas Poems 