it started when i was one
my mom was very dear
and staying apart from her was my only fear
it turned to ten
then my grades were a shock
and that mockery was my fear
entering the teenage ate sixteen
friends and company were my support
and their back stabbing was my fear
24 was my age and selecting the right partner was a challenge
making a mistake in this respect was my fear
it reached thirty five when relations and status were to be maintained
pouring them down was my fear
my fifty fifth birthday was near.
my son didn't show his face, loosing him at such a crucial stage was my fear
without my better half i grew to 72
striving without him was my fear
82 was the deadline
facing a tragic end, was my fear then
i went to god, he questioned, need the story of the life boon i granted.
while writing this there, i realized i just feared, never lived.