You guessed it right .....
Moments bundled togather
minutes packed inside the glow
days stacked one over other
years stuffed in one blow
blackened wick shows a lot
in the rising smoke ...
A kid always wanted to grow
but
the man wanted to go a bit slow.
Who is happier ?
The man ?
or
The child deep inside
or my kids
who gifted me a pair
of new bathroom slippers.
Happy Soles know
the reduced distance.
Wisdom ticks off
another mile with
a greying chalk.
Wings tell me
life starts at forty
as I try to suck my tummy in
trying a new T.
Sorry for being late Nikunj.I haven't been around much these days.It's never too late to wish you a wonderful Birthday I think.May all your wishes come 40times truer than ever before :):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):) Happy Birthday Nikunj.