A Little Child Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Mother and little child
something of destiny of life event
The little one's happiness
The dedication, affection, love of mother
Not an ordinary relation here
But a real inspiration of heaven's grace
The smiling face, crying face, of baby
Mother's presence it always requires
In the sleeping body language of a child
It smiles to somewhere looking in heights
Its different postures of crawling
The different motions of hands, legs, cheek
The head, and sucking fingers
The mother looks with pride and happiness
The world loves children every times
The existence and continuity it promises to life
We forgets the sorrow of life events
When we see the plays of little kids
This world they fills with joy and happiness.