The one most cared

I know my date of birth
And those of my children.
I don’t remember
My parents’ or wife’s,
Not to say of sibling’s.
At what age did
My grand parents go to the grave?
I don’t know
Who bothers about the stock?
04.11.2010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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