Sifting Sad Shadows From the Past

This, perhaps, has been my constant duty all through, My life has been a perpetual stock-taking; Within which, I, like sparrows, from out of the blue, Find possibilities of Nestles get shaping...! The almighty and my kith and kin have been great, What a life he has given me, it's wonderful! Who says there's existential resolve and sad fate? My response-filled life has been rainbow-colorful...! How delicately each bird pecks its little grain! How each loyal soul searches for the final goal! What's, after all, without reaching that godly reign? To which each one needs to strive with whole heart and soul...! I sift each sad shadow like a penny not spent, Each unspent penny has added to my... lone cent...!!!