To be far away from home
for part of the year
to be at my home
for part of the year
a sojourn I meticulously keep
never partial or show favouritism
to my home of love in any way
else to another being the place of earning
I go about with a call in mind
that I have to slog for my bread
I could afford to come back for a month or two
nestle lovingly in my home of years
with all the fanfare alive and active
my staff around carrying out the errands
alas!could last only for few months
back I am in the place of occupation
my back is strained to the most
as I do all the chores from A to Z
well, this has been my lifestyle
now for a decade or so in the run
as age catches up one has to relax
being the other way round I strive
as I advance in years I struggle
cannot blame anyone for the change
what has to happen will happen
I take the cue from Bhagavad Gita.
OM.
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