Life is playful like a child,
wanting to go up just higher.
With free thoughts running wild,
and lively spirits put on fire.
Joyous like colourful valleys,
mind hovering like a butterfly.
While enjoying childish follies,
a matured mind thus comply.
Learning from the mistakes made,
with time made mistakes new.
Doing what elders did bade,
in future stood among unique few.
Prasenjit©1997-2012
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