A realistic poem "Old Man's Letter".


 

Dear old lady, how are you?
 To the eldest son?
 Hingsute, what is the grandmother?
 Are you next to me?

 How are grandchildren?
 Are they all at school?
 By now they might
 forgot me

 Let him forget, now you
 talk about you
 What is your knee pain?
 A little better now?

 Time to come, your pressure
 There were too many.
 There were about two hundred above
 Eighty below.

 What is your pressure yet?
 Are there similar?
 If there is, later, medicine will be required
 To the big boy.

 Sugar too, more of you
 Eat less sweets.
 Sometimes, sugar
 check

 I came to see you
 There is blockage in the heart.
 They showed you
 To the specialist?

 Little boy, I'm near
 I am in great pain.
 To Bouma, from me too
 The dog is dear to him.

 Since morning, Bazarghat and
 As much as housework.
 Wife, take me
 It looks dirty again.

 My body too
 Not healthy at all.
 The hands and feet are shaking
 Stand up.

 What else can I do, maybe this is it
 The burn of old age.
 Had to be, part mother and
 Bhag's father's turn.
 If you can, stay well
 Turn around a bit.
 Don't worry about me
       It's "your "old man""

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