Care

The most precious and delicate feeling,

Innumerous forms it takes,

Abundant.....for a baby, so sweet and cute,

but unaware of the value of it.

And as time creeps,

with no time to need the care,

And then, nobody cares to care,

Later times come,

to need the care,

But then, being too late,

No one realises to bother to care,

And, inured in the lives journey,

There He goes on and on....

Yes or No

Through times when I pass by,
The happy and wonderful days,
The days when i wondered,

whether things will ever be alright,
The days of uncertainty.........

perplexed about the future.
I realise......
Life is nothing, when I think big,
And precious when I think small,
Innumerous faces that pass by,
All happy and smiling.
Strange I feel,
Confused how to act or react,
Yes but No, but why???
I think small inside, but
big outside!!!!!