Off To Earn

By Umemah Almas

Precious one who left the door,

Chasing challenge to earn some more,

Far away and miles apart;

To stitch the pocket of needs that tore.

With seas and skies and heaviest heart,

Restless shoulder as loaded cart,

Irreplaceable soul with rusting body;

Parents, children and family apart.

Lonely walls at night to stare,

Homeless ground with lifeless care,

Can never be felt as such him,

So worth His ambience, don’t let it spare.

By Umemah Almas