They had been comparing how was I as I was a toddler, compared to my son.
The similarities and the differences...
Our temperament and emotions...
Some of the moments recollected (of me) were still in my memory.
Memory of some 30 over years ago.
That kinda made me feel like years was slipping away from me..
And hence the inspiration of the following poem..
BLINK OF THE EYE
In a blink of an eye,
I am now more than 35.
Though I have a feeling the end is nigh,
Unknown which day I will die.
In my bed,
I lay awake.
Fearing the next blink,
And I may just be dead.
FarBird 17 April 2012
