Blue skies of yore,
In my remembrances,
Still, thick and alive,
Like my nursery rhymes.
Friends, acquaintances,
And scores of affable kin,
Came in opulence -
Left in hasty hurry,
My life, it traversed,
Through tepid experiences,
And along knavish paths,
Thwarting sinister walls;
Misery,penury,desolation,
Dismay,distress and catastrophe,
May befall on me,
In the mysterious morrow,
Name and life of exaltation,
I may get or I mayn't,
Of fate and fortune,
Ceased I, to worry,
Glimpse of insane people,
And men in pairs of crutches,
Makes me think in bewilderment -
How much privileged is I !!!!!
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