My 42

Took a breath, latched on tight
Held my neck, sat upright
Ate my grub, slept the night
Which one of you, is my 42

Spoke a word, focused straight
Chewed my meat, gained weight
Crawled through, walked past gate
Which one of you, is my 42

Trained to poop, ate on own
Learned the ropes, words unknown
Up and across, and over grown
Which one of you, is my 42

Ran a bit, Rode a bike
Swam across, Took a hike
Did as said, Not what liked
Which one of you, is my 42

Good grades got, tried sport
Spoke to express, if by rote
Crushed by crush, still did dote
Which one of you, is my 42

Wrote exam well, must apply
Engineer Doctor, must reply
MS MBA, must comply
Which one of you, is my 42

Time with friends, within limit
Time with family, can not omit
Time with self, what good in it
Which one of you, is my 42

Took a stand, do what you please
Fell and stumbled, stop and cease
Need to fly, why leave the trees
Which one of you, is my 42

Found some one, is soul mate
Thanks to you, Thanks to fate
Blessed with life, God is great
Each one of you, is my 42

Gave us wings, let us fly
Gave us strength, let us try
Why not live, if all must die
One life for love, is my 42

Every dice I threw, my 42
After hell was through, my 42
Every ledge I flew, my 42
After bruised and blue, my 42

Will I ever know you, my 42
What, How, Who, my 42
Is it only I, my 42, or do
you seek me too, my 42

Circa: 2015, Gasper, Mumbai