An Appeal

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Omniscient

I shall come to your house

Will you turn me out?

I'll wait eagerly for your response

Will you answer the door?

I'll be nervous and weak

Will you call me in?

Arms stretched to embrace

As I touch your feet

Helping me to rise?

At a glance,  

you would know

why I have come!

Knowing thus,

would you say?

"Son you're welcome."

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Misunderstandings between father and son.

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Himel's picture

Nice poem. Children with Asian Cultural background touch the feet of elders to take their blessings.