Old Makes Way Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Old makes way for the new
Nature puts them under constant review
One has to make the way for others
Life is chance and is open offer

Never look back at the golden days
It was fine in life all the way
Now coming to the end of season
We got to be happy with many reasons

There'll be robin's greeting call
Even after the last sunset,
Twilight's fragrance will fill the room
Find the soul in eternal rest.

Life may be same till the end
If you feel and enjoy as sent
As twilight has retained its fragrance
You can do same at once

When life is lived with full length
Its fruit may be had with strength
Your heart may be filled with joy
Even last call will be a moment to enjoy