As I walked one winter’s day
I stopped to watch a child play,
Not worried by the wind and rain.
Sheltered by the shield of a tree,
I was walking down memory lane,
Remembering how I used to be;
As I walked one winter’s day.

As he played one winter’s day
The clouds to him seemed far away.
He did not feel the freezing cold,
He had no need for coat or hat,
He did not fit a social mould,
He did not care for this and that;
As he played one winter’s day.

I looked at him and him at me,
It was not clear what we could see.
As I walked one winter’s day,
As he played one winter’s day,
It was not clear what we could see;
I looked at him and him at me.

As he played one winter’s day
He did not care for this and that.
He did not fit a social mould,
He had no need for coat or hat,
He did not feel the freezing cold,
The clouds to him seemed far away;
As he played one winter’s day.

As I walked one winter’s day,
Remembering how I used to be,
I was walking down memory lane,
Sheltered by the shield of a tree.
Not worried by the wind and rain,
I stopped to watch a child play;
As I walked one winter’s day.
 

This was a poem that I was experimenting with the idea of reflecting, with the lines in the second half of the poem being a reflection of the lines in the first half