Crossing fifty now,
carrying hundred;
Grey grown head,
glistening forehead.
Climbed peak of hill
now time to slope down;
With several branches
chunky tree is grown.
Putting a step further
at stair of growing old;
Celebrating golden jubilee
fifty years behold.
Amassed the ruggedness,
experience, knowledge ;
To surrender to the world
carrying responsibilities.
(C) S. D. Tiwari
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