I am growing tired
Of watching those two
Always playing outside my window
Mocking me as I become old
And each time I grab them
In my arms, they laugh once more
One expands, the other reduces
They escape me in seconds
But I feel forced to smile
As if being patted on the back
I return to my couch for a nap
And dare not opt for a good sleep
When it is sunset, I'd surely be asked
About those two I left outside playing
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Fatimah Bint Abdil Alim
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/09/2019
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Poem topics: feel, sleep, smile, sunset, time, good, return, laugh, tired, window, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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