At Sweet Forty Five! Poem by Naga Vamshidhar Ratakonda

At Sweet Forty Five,
Half the Life Past,
Hoping for Better,
Of Still Left to Live;
Not So Very Hard to,
Predict & Prioritize;

Strings of Native Roots,
Strongly Attached;
Kids Growing Up Fast,
Family Comes First;
In Changing Times,
Tense, Worse & Good;

Born a Man Masculine,
Heading Ahead Cautious,
Earning Plan be Genuine,
Winning Ways be Certain,
In Spinning Life Turbulent;

Social Work gives Peace,
Yoga Maintains Health,
Hard & Smart Work Yields,
Wealth Showers at Wish!

Old Age Knocks Down,
Now & Then with Seasons;
Slow & Steady Keeps,
Things Smooth in Place,
If Not Winning Every Race!

GOD has HIS Plans &
Stars Have a Stance;
Only People are in Trans,
They are Your only Chace,
Oh Stranger of this Earth!

Nail Down not the Hopes,
Sail With Time & Tide;
Destiny Shall be Yours,
Hope History Shall Be Too!