With that goes the short sojourn
there be a winding up in the morn
a push out from the place
to a destination of grace
this be a monthly affair
a thorough up and down fare
the energy gets sapped by the move
a depleted weakness is there to prove
that is how life has been for me
travel that does not cause any glee
instead holds me with a pinch
silently borne with a twinge
have to endure for reasons best known
tolerated for my children in great tone.
By this if they gain immensely
my sacrifice would have a meaning naturally.
Wish this ordeal gets over in a short time
so that I could repose with a good chime.
Hope my prayers should be answered quickly
an anticipation loaded with great anxiety.
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