Life At Fortieth Step
Starting with first I climbed
Initial steps followed all blind
Quicker I paced to find
Fun and Frolic to bind
Growing in body and mind
Longing Life’s purpose, I grind
Forty you turn this kind
Party now leaving all behind
Copyright © Sathya Babu | Year Posted 2016
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