Sweet are those days; <br /> Playing with the peer, <br /> Crying for broken toys, <br /> Fighting for mom's lap. <br /> <br />Sweeter are these days; <br /> Struggling hard with books, <br /> Craving for identity, <br /> Taping out of joy. <br /> <br />Sweetest would be those days; <br /> Sharing sweet memories of yours with your spouse, <br /> Experiencing the motherhood, and <br /> Finally waiting for the grandchild.<br /><br />Queeny Gona<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-peep-into-life/
