Let us hopscotch and move ahead
For life is meant to be enjoyed
In every flower the same message read
Every moment to be somewhat toyed
Short is the span of life given
Do not put things away for future
Let not you repent for things undone
For present with past can’t be sutured
Be satisfied with what you got
For nothing can we take along
Except love all other things will rot
So hopscotch and sing love songs.
-Sunita Grover Raina
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