My Seventieth Birthday

On July 15, 2YK,
Lo! One more year has stealthily
Slipped out of my life unnoticed.
Yet Time did steal that happiness,
I had gathered while going round,
In earthly orbit of the sun.

How difficult it was, hope you know(!),
Keeping in motion constantly,
Sans ever staying, at one place,
Or a single moment’s respite.
But whirling round, and round, and round,
This earth’s axis and cheering crowds.

Yet I have been doing just that,
Harvesting gaiety constantly,
Thwarting on my way all these years
Each arm and onslaught of malice
While disbursing smiles far and wide,
Consigning them for young-n-old.

But see how Time winked smilingly,
Told me, “Boy all is not over;
‘Tis not yet time for halt and rest;
Be jolly and keep on moving
For more, some more trips with your bag;
Gather, and espouse love and joy”.

Now that I have been circling sun,
Whirling for times seven and zero;
Now that my self is day by day
Showing signs of growing weaker;
Can’t say how long I could do this;
O Time! Would you enlighten me?