NO MORE WORDS
My writing a poem a week for the last eighteen months
Was not an easy creativity but I managed to keep my counts
If ever I am born again I want to continue from where I left
My life would bloom again there should be no sorrows left
For my wife will be with me again I should get my joy
This thinking may be wishful but it gives my heart that joy
We will be united in love and live our family life once again
Then my Pretty Lotus will recreate all and I will have no pain.