Teenage Poem by Rahul Aithal

Sun is shining gold
for it's my birthday,
young and not old
I'm feeling today.

Dozen years flew by
carefree they had been,
with a blink of an eye
now I enter my teen.

Friends started calling
chirpy and energetic,
blessing and wishing
making me nostalgic.

Feeling lovely and ripe
happy birthday I sang,
for so good a life
know not how to thank.

Fond memories
harmless mischief
without worries
just pure belief.

Want to take it further
passion of being a child
don't want to stop here
let me remain wild.

it's a new year, a new phase
I feel the glow of the morning sun
bright and shining on the face
and my life has just begun.