Sweet Youth By Kanchana
Not let me reminisce as I rhymeto tell you of my dear past timeThere was a young boy-his name is Youthwhich was partially evident by his missing toothwith bandages on his knees and his dirty face one could see how he loved to racewith his friends in the neighborhood streetJoyously he ran with his bear feetHe would always be content and light as a featheras he always expected sweet warm weatherAlthough he had yet to grow and a bigger body to obtainhe never worried unless the sky began to rainHow depressing the day would be if in that baby blue sky no happy smiling sun he could seewith his pleasant boyish grin he found he could win the heart of anyone no matter what predicament he was inHe had a pure sincere heart wrapped in gold As he watched the mysteries of life unfoldwith his undying and unconditional love he soared through the sky like a beautiful white doveShall I compare my youth with diamonds or most valuable gold?No, for my boyhood is more precious than all this world can hold.How much better we'd live and how free we'd beif we'd realize that youth lives in you and-He always lives in me.
Once I get through your short article,it could made me to think of something very rare but its all about somthing in each and every younger one's life.It's very uncommon if someone blessed with ,a blue sky over his head for shelter and a road spreaded out with pink petals to walk his way.But even the world is wrapped with unpleasant gifts for us one single winning hope can take us to somewhere we never expected.
ReplyDeleteIt's true evrybody loves their young life..but I was so nice to hear that your boyhood still lives in you.As when people get into competetive living style I wish people could get at least one miniute to realize how he came to today position in life..
If anybody can keep evry single miniute in his life as a memory to to realize with closed eyes once in a while, we will definetly feel that we are living than suffering in life.