Our grandson came into our lives
We became playful once more.
We played all his games
And enjoyed ourselves
As we had in our childhood.
Childhood and playfulness
Seem to go together.
Children have time to be playful
Even when there are difficulties.
I have seen children playing cricket
On the by-lanes and side roads.
Their life is a struggle in many ways,
But still they have time to be playful.
When do we lose this quality?
When do we become less playful?
Of course most of us enjoy
The funny and lighter sides of life.
It makes life a good one
In spite of so many difficulties.
But I often wonder about
The lives of people for whom
It is survival from day to day.
Is it possible to be playful
When life is one long struggle?
One never knows.
Because human nature
In many ways
Is strange and unpredictable.