Today, as I look back,
I see a colorful spread of life’s incidents,
Just like a rainbow with its varied hues,
Some wishes fulfilled & some still dues,
Somewhere a little girl was taking her first steps,
Little knowing the upheavals in store,
Lisping her way thru the A-B-Cee’s,
Her toothless grin & squealing yelps,
Filled the atmosphere with delight galore,
When praised by the people come there to see.
Troubled teens was a time of all “why’s & why me’s”,
Wanting to run & be free,
Unable to tell the difference, between a moth & a butterfly.
Then came the rose tinted glasses,
With love outpouring on the wee one,
A few major battles & tiny little clashes
And lo & behold we are back to square one.
Only this time the little girl was in my home,
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08 December 2009
Retrospection of Life
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hmmmm......i know just what you are saying....
ReplyDeletelove
puja
Continue writing - you are good and your musings make a lot of sense.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, many of us come to realize the follies after a lot of water has flowed under the bridge.
We think we are perfect,
We think we are great,
We think we are right,
Till we look behind,
Till we look inside,
Only to realize that it was just you,
To realize it was only me,
To realize it was only I,
Doing the thinking and having those thoughts,
Can we make amends, can we set things right,
Certainly, we have to only try.
Love/Tushar