there'll be a time,
when your hair goes grey,
on a tickle you will fray,
when it will be difficult for you to hold a tray,
when a small sound will hit you like a noise,
when you'll shout at the cricket playing boys,
when you doze off and everyone enjoys,
there'll be a time,
when your eyes will need a glass,
when you'll disproportionately increase in mass,
when you wont be able to dance,
when your smile will be enhanced artificially,
when your face will be wrinkled considerably,
when you will feel tired regularly,
one thing will be in common for all those times,
me looking at you and saying, "Honey, i love you !!!".
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