An Adult Is Still A Child Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
An Adult Is Still A Child
A child imitates its mother with air.
An adult imitates models to seem fair.
A child imagines a child in a doll
And enjoys tending it with fantasy.
An adult imagines some ones in his
And experience bliss in fantasy.
A child fears and pretends ignorance.
An adult dreads and pretends innocence.
Though old, still a child, I amuse myself
Though wise, still a child, I fool myself.
12.06.2008
'Though old, still a child, I amuse myself Though wise, still a child, I fool myself.' 10 for this true feeling. Love it.
A lovely piece with a lovely message...although our bodies age our spirits stay eternally young
there's a child in every human no matter how old they become....surely a beautiful piece..thanks...10
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5/6/2024 11:55:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
it is said by wiseman that there is a child in every human being and you did define it here very beautifully sir...i loved it, its a marvellous write..thanks and 10+++ for this wonderful write rgds asif