What if we get to live twice?
Would it feel like a bonus prize?
Will we live differently with perspective?
Will life be sweeter in retrospective?
Second time, I will play, stray and smile more,
Will not let petty problems disturb my core,
Understand life’s a tapestry of encounters to explore,
Some to cherish and others to endure.
Second chances are given on many day(s),
If not in entirety, then in some small or big way(s),
Key is to quickly understand and play,
Hopefully, the second time we can better sway.
Our children also help us relive our lives,
In their choices, we can vicariously thrive.
Sometimes we wish they would take the ford,
Then we have to remember-its for them to choose their road.
Chances in life are resplendent and rife,
Many say-the biggest lessons come from dear wife,
God willing, one learns and remembers without many strife,
Trick is to grab second chances and not be stuck in life.
Published by Shalini Kathuria Narang
Shalini Kathuria Narang is a software professional and a freelance journalist. She has reported for national and international newspapers, magazines and news sites. Her poems have been published in several anthologies including Starry Nights: Poetry of Diaspora in Silicon Valley and Pixie Dust and All Things Magical. She is a monthly contributor to Masticadores USA and has been published on Spillwords Press. She is originally from New Delhi.
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