Children on the beach

      Children! how happy you are, 

       Playing on the beach so merrily,

       Leaving behind  past regrets,

       And worries of tomorrow ahead. 

       Artfully you build little sandcastles, 

       Using  utmost  interest and care,

       Decorate them with pretty seashells,

       Gathered from every here and there.

       Little do you seem to bother, 

       When the mischievous waves, 

       Rush shoreward all suddenly, 

       And wash everything out of sight.

       Yet, you continue the playful gesture,
       Without crying over  the damage,
        And begin to build all over again,
        As if it were part of the venture.

      Watching  intently from nearby,
      I can't but praise your wisdom,
      In keeping intact your resolve.
     Of not yielding before any hurdle.

      Wish we grown-ups  as well,

      Could adopt a balanced attitude,  
      To face life's odd challenges,
      With playful but persistent moves.