One morning as I open my eyes,
I see the sun shining bright in the sky.
So rejuvenating it felt but my body was in pain,
Made me think, how it would feel to be young again.
The world would look brighter,
My body would feel lighter!
My jeans wouldn’t have been tighter,
And I could again be a fighter!
My belly, so irritating, would vanish!
The works would make me less famish.
My looks would become more intimidating
Then I would restart my season of dating!
Again
lavish would become my days,
Because
I believe in what Shakespeare says…
Love looks with the eyes, not with mind,
And thus the winged Cupid is blind.
But all that I
think goes in vain,
I will never be
young again.
Because we are
tied to the Time’s chain,
To be born and
then to be lain.