Second Childhood Poem by C. P. Sharma

I am once again a child
My second childhood I enjoy
Grand children with me now play
I am now their golden toy

My children for me have no time
Minting money their life’s prime aim
Family duties to them part-time
Evenings busy in dance and dine

I too have found new pastime
With grandchildren I sing rhymes
With them I tip tap my toes
Crawl on knees and knock nose

With grandchildren my firm bond
Quickly to my calls respond
I play with them hide and seek
On being caught they loudly squeak

Sans teeth, for clear speech I struggle
As an infant I totter and fumble
Now I need comfort and care
My grandchildren well take care

At night when it’s story time
Around me on bed they entwine
My stories paint faerie dreams
With them in dream I also gleam