A young one’s mock

(About to Mock Oldness)

You are making me, why

Only because of my old age

Well, you have this right high

You are at the age of youth

And are all bright & ignite

And certainly all immature

And so unaware about the nature.

You are enjoying your spring days

And have colours so not care.

But you would meet the real life

You too would see old parents at a stage

Than you would understand the facts

And you won’t tease them

But my grandchildren would mock them

And you will not like that trend

But realizing your folly you would excuse

And at that stage you feel repentance

And then want to apologize to me

But alas ! I wouldn’t be in the world.