It’s true
I forgot
The way I used
The ways to crack the puzzles
To join the jigsaws of life
That’s what I used to do
Then why,
why am I in dismay?
Why I feel the stars don’t align
Maybe that’s what life is all about
There are hills
There are valleys
There are ditches
There our glitches
There are turnarounds
There are cliffs
Life keeps everyone at tenterhooks
If can’t wade off
Then be a brook
If can’t lift off
Then surrender to be willow
Moving with flow of wind wherever it goes…