In the Evening I feel like a King….

A hard day’s proceedings,

Old age, self maintenance, logistic issues, wife’s health…

Societal chores, physical frailty, financial jiggery-pockery,

Running from pillar to post,

Makes me through out the day a Ghost.

Comes the Evening, I feel exhausted,

Time to take stock of what was done,

And what could have been done.

Anyway I give up and pick my drink,

Put on good music and start to think.

Life is not all that bad,

And I feel like a King!

Guchi.

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