Poem-1 (Then Vs Now)

                                      

                    Then Vs Now

At the morning hour of Summer

The basking Sun is up at the sky

Chirping of birds heard up at the trees

As we grow, as we become young;

Now no chirping is heard at a distant land

Nor did rain pour in the field,

Neither the cold lift up the breeze

As we grow, as we become old.