I swing in air with speed
Come down and read
The movement of time
I think seriously many times
I am still in my teens
But happy being
Still loved in family
And called sweetly
I see many friends around
They have grown rapidly on ground
Now they are shy with growth
Keep some distance and keep mind with
I too realize
And sensationalize
With my teen’s habit
I rush t them and lovingly greet
One day, I shall be fully grown
With name known
Yes, they stare at me with hungry eyes
And with shine in eyes, try
One day, I shall be fully grown With name known Yes, they stare at me with hungry eyes And with shine in eyes, try
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Splendid landings, we remain in awe. 23 Oct by John Thomas Tharayil to Swing in air