When I was born, I cried becoming nervous
every body was joyous.
In school, while I was punished with tremor
friends had their canny humor.
Joined job, I was in perspiration
the boss had his poker face transformation.
When I retire, I would shed tear
My wife would be in my all time presence fear.
Experience taught me the meaning of fun
Agony and sorrow of one may be other's pun.
When I die, many would weep
My heart would run with laughter beep.


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Best wishes and have nice time.
Perfection to some is imperfection to other .... generally.
Have nice time.
Best wishes
Have nice time.
Take care.
Yes dear, you are correct.
This is an interesting line that makes me wonder about the relationship with the boss. The poem transforms from one stage to the next - so who is the poker faced boss? The poem seems to have a poker face about life. Are there more layers here than I imagine.
Be on smiles... always.
You caught me.
smiles....
.... and the wisest feels...