Legacy

What is there to be happy,

unhappy and gloat about it

some shed tears and

some try to suppress,

I watch the scene and smile

and try to count the stars

without losing focus

and forget the total

as numbers don’t define

laughter and tears.

 

All are born here on earth

to carve out destinies but

they just grow and produce

and die unceremoniously

perhaps to be born again

like the returning spring year by year.

 

Children you leave behind

may never sing your story

if they remember your day of death

consider yourself fortunate.

 

You are alone in marriage

parenting serving and dying

leave your mark behind

your creative sparks undying

your emblematic work and love

should be read like poetry

by posterity like history

and the history maker shall

guide them to create a new history.

Sabita Sahu