Five Perspectives
At Five,the world around seems confusing
The moves are mesmerizing, so amusing.
At Fifteen,one is full of energy and zest
One is impulsive,there's no desire for rest.
At Thirty,one feel to have a permanent bond
With a person one wants to be and is fond...
At Fifty,one loses all charm and desire
The level of spirituality, goes higher and higher.
At Seventy,one likes the company of peers
With them,he shares the memories,smiles with eyes,full of tears...
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