How amazing you have made this world of yours
Childhood is spent in innocence, away from the essence of you
Youth is the time of fervor and passion, forget existence of you
Adulthood is the stage of worries and tensions, where is time for you
Middle age crisis causes mental lysis, where are you?
Old age brings follies of health, how do I overcome to think of you
Death approaches and remorse gather, but it’s too late to think of you
Die we do as lie in death bed we do, but still not vie for you
Birth again and forget we do the past, as we live again, not for you
Yet you enjoy this as you wait and wait and wait for someone to think of you
Patience and love of yours, I must say, we must learn from you
How amazing is this world that is made by you.
- Dr. Hira