he readies fodder for the cows.
His loyal pet at the gate greets
knowing that he brought treats.
His wife tends to bleat 'n' cluck -
Their toil erased their ill-luck.
Hand-in-hand they together toil -
Hoeing and ploughing the soil.
Not much they have, but glad
as they see future in their lad.
They go hungry in single meal
so that the son can have his fill.
Silent sacrifices are not rare
for people who dream to dare.
Prasenjit©2022
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