Inspired by prompt from Sunday Scribblings #251
At the age till 7,
When you don’t have any responsibilities,
You behave like a human, set loose on his own,
Popping here and dropping there,
Just like a free soul surfing the bodies to get in.
Passing this age, they feel the young age should have been
They say, at the age 60,
We get a bonus life
They again become, A child they always wanted.
They behave like one, not their fault.
I guess this is the eternity of mind,
To get old and again young as new born,
So eternity is basically your state of mind,
If you feel 7, though being 60,
Then you are into that eternity phase.
But be careful to use all the exposure,
For you should not feel like that 7 year boy,
Losing the grip on the state of eternity