The sons of me love my company
calling me from wherever they are
talking to me in length about their doings
recalling the days when we were all together
leaves me happy for the rest of the day.
The daughters bear great affection they say
I know not how it would be
being blessed with sons all through in the go
never did I feel that a daughter could be much better
as I got absolute love from my sons through and through
There had been painful experiences with them
that of they being little unkind to me in the run
I, wielding a stick like wand to put them in place
they running away from me in their younger days
now having run away from me for their betterment.
Both runaways, precious and present, set my heart to ache
the first one releasing strict discipline for their future
the second one seems they are reciprocating similar for my old age
while I went busy with my activities in their younger days 
now they live faraway minding their profession in my old years.
This being the life for me that brings cheer from far and near
the companionship growing strong with the grand children taking up the cue
with the boys I had lived all through till my middle age
now interacting with girls and boys a generation after
lends me a mixed feel of mirth and curiosity with no responsibility
Meenas Poems 