Day passes <br />desires dwindle <br />rays of light ceases <br />eyes seek the glasses <br /> <br />when the lovely little babe <br />opens into the tiny world <br />with his black brown looks <br />when he first sees the twists <br />the colours and charms best <br />little did he know <br />the day of delight will pass <br />as ageing sight deminishes <br />vanishing sights of past <br /> <br />when we see the green plants <br />and azure sky of lovely pants <br />little do we realise <br />that all the light at twilight <br />end up into nothing to sight.........<br /><br />lalitha iyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vanishing-lights/
