Yes, every life has pages eventful,
In infancy colourful, with plenty of friends joyful,
Come the pages of innocence,
Of youth, full of jauntiness.
Then comes the lover’s page so romantic,
On each day frantic
For the beloved’s sweet tweet idealistic.
The page of the adult comes with more comprehension,
More wisdom, full of ambition.
The next pages are full of activities,
Achievement or midlife crisis,
Then slowly creep the pages of life’s retrospections.