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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required BORN AT 47 I am born , now at the age of forty seven I am surprised, as I seemingly feel The same fresh air of thrill May be how the freedom starved folks felt In the historic year of nineteen forty seven. The early days passed away with distracted aims The appreciated hidden talents were just like some game. The happy go lucky nature, never led me to a special feature So many chances, so many goals, Looked like a long way with many a pot holes! The path of an achiever had never been so easy, A slight change in decision, made my life busy. I acted many roles, as if on a stage at motion Mother,daughter,tutor, partner, all with great devotion Some deeds were applauded, some remained unsung Some feathered me a perfectionist,but most seemed undone. Mixed feelings went side by side,creating an unknown apprehension The prized acts of my progeny were my only aspiration. Years passes by,responsibilities changes, Days became less tiresome, nights full of avenges. The bejeweled life filled with ethical deem, Left me a non living, without any esteem. In such a lifeless forlorn evening A little friend held my arms And led me to the path of silver lining I am born again..........afresh anew In an ecstasy of finding out The hidden and lost views. A part of my own soul, A part of my heartbeat A daughter turned friend nurtured my dreams In a fashion offbeat. Now I have a new little world of my own Where nobody can question or show me a frown. I fill my heart with music I fill my mind with words I feel the urge to step ahead Of the never ending crowd So what,if I am not an opportunist! So what, if I am not a protagonist! I'm still enjoying my budding fragrance In a golden dawn, breaking the cloud of mist
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