The Object Of Love Changes
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Once when I was a lad
My mother was my cynosure.
Then my wife, then my children.
Now at my old age,
It is my tiny granddaughter,
Who alone now requites her love.
14.12.2000, Pmdi
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