Cute Baby Poem by vijay gupta

Cute baby
I was a five yrs old boy.
I was on a school tour.
Other students were also along with me on that tour.
We all were on Qutab Minar, a world famous tourist spot in capital Delhi, at that time.
Some foreigners were also wandering there.
Suddenly a beautiful and handsome foreigner lady came nearer to me and kisses my chick and plays with my hairs by saying me “what a cute baby he is”.
Those moments were melodious for me.
I can’t forget such magic moments.
Now I am not so cute because I am in sixties.
So I can not go throw such charming moments.
I can realize them only.