My old photograph.

My old photograph

I had a photograph which was old.
It was a photograph of my youth
when I was bold.

In that photograph,
i was sitting relaxing way
with the face of content and enough.

My hair was curly
with dreamy eyes
and moustache was busy.

"Now you look queer."
Once my grandson said to me.
When he found the photo near.

Again he asked me,
"What happened to your curly hair,
bushy black moustache."

"What made you,so distinguished.
Now you are no more
handsome and embellished."

I answered him,
"Nothing but time took away everything.
Time is both friend and foe.
Everything changes in the couse of time."