If the science of life is 'biology'
Surely, it is when
I came to the world
through the natural way.
At the age of four,
I started to learn, I began to study
Where in my school,
At teenage life, when I have crush
In my mind there is 'chemistry'
Swiftly falling in love with someone
reflects 'speed and velocity.'
Tilling my garden today,
Taking off weeds and picking up
is my tireless 'botany.'
Tonight, beneath the weird moonlight
If I look up high
and gaze the sky
To 'astronomy, ' I'll simply comply.
Tomorrow, I am old
I am grey
Like a butterfy
its 'metamorphosis' will end in play.
'Phases of matter', I will be
To decomposition I must be...
I'll bid goodbye
I will expire, I will decay!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem