The unmatched alliance

He is my friend, a relative too.
He has a daughter, lovely too.
He had a notion that I shall nod
To having her for my son to wed.
I didn’t have it to happen
Not that he is low in rank
That he is, but by virtue
Of alliance he’d grow equal.
09.02.2005

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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