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This is for Arati's 🐷headed father in law

poem for my father-in-law

Life Sneaks Up on You

Life sneaks up on you,

You're not thinking about it,

You turn around,

And your kids are grown,

Your kids, in fact, have grandchildren,

And they are telling YOU

what to do,

You wouldn't listen to them,

except you're having trouble

getting out of your chair,

Your neck is in a 24-hour brace,

And they can't figure out how to cure the infection

That sends you running to the bathroom,

Just yesterday, you took your wife

on a Caribbean cruise,

Drove out of state for family weddings,

Walked 2 miles when you felt like it,

Now, there are more pills to take

than you can remember,

Your body aches from constant pain,

You leave the house with a diaper on,

Your friends and siblings

Disappear,

One by one, they desert you,

You spend more time at the funeral home

than you do in your own living room,

Inside, you feel like the same young man

who years ago, returned from the war,

married the pretty young girl you loved,

and started your own home,

Hopes and dreams melt into

days gone by,

You turn around

And the years are gone,

You have no idea how this happened,

Yet, in everything, there is a season,

a time for every purpose under heaven,

the less time we have, the more we value it,

' the more precious the hours we are given.


And also

MY father-in-law is a careworn man,
And a silent man is he;
But he summons a smile as well as he can
Whenever he meets with me.
The sign we make with a silent shake
That speaks of the days gone by—
Like men who meet at a funeral—
My father-in-law and I.

My father-in-law is a sober man
(And a virtuous man, I think);
But we spare a shilling whenever we can,
And we both drop in for a drink.
Our pints they fill, and we say, "Ah, well!"
With the sound of the world-old sigh—
Like the drink that comes after a funeral—
My father-in-law and I.

My father-in-law is a kindly man—
A domestic man is he.
He tries to look cheerful as well as he can
Whenever he meets with me.
But we stand and think till the second drink
In a silence that might imply
That we'd both get over a funeral,
My father-in-law and I.

Don't it suites him sooo
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Posted: 13 years ago
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wow u have time and thoughts to make poem
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Posted: 13 years ago
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Oh yar!!! An Excellent effort...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Do trying...

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