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 side 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.