It can't be seen, can't be felt, can't be heard, and can't be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills, And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after, Ends life, and kills laughter.
What is it?
John is now two fifth of his older brother's age and two years from now he will be half of his older brother's age.
Two years ago, John was only one-fourth the age of his older brother age at that time.