Twenty Years Forward
Where is your visionary mind?
Why did you stop supporting them?
They need your help,
Why are you keeping mourn?
They are you child,
Do you remember when they felt sick?
In a night or a day, you ran to a doctor,
You enjoyed their pain and joy.
They are growing up,
It isn’t a matter you‘ll not support them,
If they haven’t permission,
To choose a friend, don’t mind.
Support them and revive your cuddle,
When they were children always come to you,
Time never remains same,
Time has been changed, let’s go to learn them.
Time is twenty years forward,
At that time, when you travelled by a bike,
And carried food in a Tiffin,
But today everyone has a car.
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