A Ripple!

Just like a river,

Our life flows,

Full of numerous,

Joys and sorrows.

Just like the river,

We have a source,

And very much like it,

Is our life's course.

Bouncy and gay,

As it flows down the mountain,

Like the merry child,

Bursting with joy, a fountain 

Such a delight.

Similar to the river,

That reaches the plains,

Gradually, as the child grows,

Its enthusiasm is slain.

Then come rapids and waterfalls,

Like the dangers in our life,

And all the organisms,

Which stick with the river,

Just like a human's wife.

Old age comes and is lost in anger,

Of middle age and joy of a new child,

Similarly, the river becomes,

Oh so slow and mild.

It crawls along slowly,

Laden with sand,

Just like the elderly,

Laden with experience,

Simple and grand.

The river meets the ocean,

And is lost forever,

Just like when we sleep,

To wake up never!