The little one had a muffin,
Eating it bit by bit,
She enjoyed every bit,
She ate it little by little,
The taste added to her cheer,
She then took a hard bite,
A big piece got stuck,
She got choked ,
Her face turned pale,
Her eyes welled with tears,
The joy turned out dreary,
Oh! what a transformation,
All in a second.
Meenas Poems 
2 replies on “Transitory it is”
adorable,
😉
A little lesson about greed buried in these lines if one looks carefully.