In Search

New look with second birth No fear of reprisal or death Childhood appears once again To live with happiness sans pain Old age is like child’s dream Grand children form a team Wife is called grandma And me as grandpa Nice to move with and feel As if new birth has come at will All the works are seen as childish To smile, laugh and finally finish With grand children it is horse game No defeat or win is to be blamed They are to be provided with joy We need to be provided self as toy Pleasure is seen all around Welcome home is always found No one raises eye brows The final years approach and grow With no worries on hand The children are real friend The call with name and play We wish not to go anytime away Eyes are filled with water Not from pain for happiness to cater Whole of the tree has been expanded with branches Old eyes look around in search of happiness