>From Hectic Days to Quiet Ways Life and work kept me on my toes, No time to pause, no time to doze. Family needs took second place, In the daily grind, I lost that space.
Children grew, their moments missed, Goodbyes rushed, farewells kissed. The sick unattended, left in care, Chasing deadlines everywhere. Now retired, with time to spare, But the home feels cold and bare. I earned the wealth, the worldly prize, But now it’s health that occupies. So much to regret, so much I lost, The family love came at a cost. I sacrificed time to build and provide, Yet the ache of absence won't subside. Balancing work and home was tough, To manage both was never enough. No use brooding on what’s gone past— Neither home nor office holds you fast. Roles reverse, and wisdom grows, It’s time to heal old silent woes. Extend a hand, lend an ear, Become the one they hold dear. As a tired, retired soul now still, I find I matter less—but I will Cherish the smiles, the moments to share, And show my family I truly care. Those happy times now call again, In quieter days, through joy or pain. Reality whispers what I ignored— That love, not status, is the true reward. I recall homemaker kept on her toes Appreciate her monumental woes Realised how much I really owe Thank her graciously at least let her know Nelson Lopes Chinchinim Nelson Lopes Chinchinim https://lopesnelsonnat.wordpress.com
