Growing old ,my thinking changed and matured,
At 20 I wondered what others thought of me ,
At 40 I didn't care what they thought of me ,
Beyond 60 I realized they had never being thinking of me .
My cute chubby face of an innocent child ,
As a teen become naughty ,perky and wild,
Entering the 20's it was radiant,charming and lovely,
By 40 I wanted my great looks to remain till eternity.
Crossing 60's the lines on my face gave my age away ,
All my efforts to look young ,failed to my dismay!!!
Wisdom strokes gave my face a wise unique style,
My wrinkles were now my permanent antique smiles .
Jumping ,hopping ,skipping and running was such fun,
Dancing and jogging I loved and never shunned,
Now its walking and walking miles on the plains,
My joints occasionally misbehave ,creak and pain.
Funny , I am still not absent minded,
For sudoku challenge ,I don't have to be reminded ,
My inside just doesn't match my mirror reflection,
Growing old from the outside ,with my heart still young ,
My heart steers my life, my mind follows with affection .
Taking up new challenges is what my heart desires,
Age is no bar for what my body and soul aspires !!!
Foot notes :-
Growing old is mandatory ,
Growing up is optional .
Growing old is a habit busy people don't have time for.
In fact as we grow older the child in us emerges again ,
After all our heart beats are same as that of a teenager !!!
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