As I wandered through the meadows green
Thinking about myself, my life, my dreams
I was pushed into the black-hole of past
Sorrows devouring me like mould in a cast
Howsoever viciously I tried to free myself
The murkiness seemed to forever stay
Though there were days happy & gay
But they seemed to be like needle in hay
In childhood I had happy days
Enjoying myself in my own ways
But sorrows with me seemed to grow
And after a stage they began to outgrow
But these helped me to learn realities of life
And knowledge came to me from the strife
I began to have my belief firm
Happier days were soon to come
And, lo and behold, happiness dawned
Though darkness of sorrow had not yet gone
I now knew how to reap fruit out of it
Never again could sorrow have me pawned
I have heard wise men say
Through every dark cloud there is a ray
I won’t be naïve to preach or pray
But I have felt it in my own way
Life has come a full circle for me
The vicious circle of happiness and sorrow
And all I have left to say
“Enjoy your today as there’s no tomorrow.”
Sergeant
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