WHY AM I NO MORE A KID?

Enters the world a neonate bawling in the infirmary
Who knows if he ends here
With a beatific smile reciting his summary

Circuiting the world, he had seen a lot
Well coddled childhood,  amorous adolescence
a moment he desired, the other moment he got

Hands the same, the toys have changed,
Insensate dolls once reflected a pristine smile of his face,
Intricate gadgets now make him win the race

(A-Z) Deranged alphabets decimated his score,
Why was he made to cram?
No words now follow the order any more

Damsels kissed and played with his cheeks,
Such public show now raises the eye
Give enough reasons so that he freaks

Boundaries were not confined
 he was friends to all
Now in his miseries, he has no one to call

Once rolling over bed, he confidently fell and cried
In the twin site now, to save his face
he leaves no recipe untried

Rushing with a bag on his back,
 to the school on the hill
Time moved on, but the place is still,
Now beholds his son imitating the task
by no means he can conceal the thrill

No one in his life, for whom he never did
If ever auctioned his efforts, highest is the bid
When looks the world so harsh, wish his deeds to rid
Ah! The life is never so beautiful,
as beautiful as when he was a kid.