Transition

Transition - - - - - - - - Through fair and Through cloudy weather We have been together When I look forth at you Many things I remember Childhood's happy days And youth's cherished days Of innocence and truth Seem well spent and over Sipping sweets and sours of life Have reached we at the edge of age When grief and strife Bliss and paradise, all seem trifling But life is too short For such regretting Oh! life I know not when to part But not in mournful regret That we should have to part As life is divine and earnest In fact we don't die Our body dies Through illness And through old age Goes the body weak and frail And the person is seen Parting company with his organs vital Like a mango or a fig fruit Separating itself from its stalk Only to be seen hastening back again As he came To the place from which he started To a new life...