All English Sonnets
To A Revered MEDICINE MAN
Sharad Maheshwari (May his tribe increase!)
Received me with his welcome arms extended;
Someone tell him from my side, please,
Thanks with folded hands and knees bent.
I have a healthy greed for Earthly life,
But not as an incubating unbccile
I want to ramble in its stress and strife
Like a Speighty oldster but in style
I think that he has given me such a chance
With anything edge technology and mind
Dr. Shardji Maheshwari did enhance
An ignorant man’s knowledge and was kind.
He gave me (not his fault) a toothless smile
With humility sans arrogance and guile.