The Decade

by Suraj Panthi (074BCE177)

When there will be no one relying on me 
And I’ll have few sunsets left to see

When my heart wants to rest for a while
And my wrinkles won’t let me smile

When I’ll lose all my grey hair
And I’ll talk when nobody’s there

When I’ll take five minutes to stand
And I’ll be called “old” by an old man

When my toes will outnumber my teeth
And it’ll be years since I’ve gone to the street

When I look back at 2010’s
And remember that everything ends

I will not care what anyone says
Because those will be my good old days.

Suraj Panthi
074BCE177
Pulchowk Campus