Cartwheel #Q96

The day I learnt to cartwheel, I found the joy of land.
My legs had supported me always, now it was the turn of the hand.
Till date I do cartwheels when I feel freedom and joy,
Life wants me to be a man. I still want to be a boy.

Posted by Wordmobi

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