When a child gives pleasant smile,
we forget everything for a while.
Yearn to lift and kiss his cheek,
to be innocent as kid, heart seeks.
He repeats the articulation errors,
Amaze himself looking in mirrors.
When food is lodged on cheeks
at the times when he himself eats.
When he offers his food to puppy
not caring of, his falling nappy.
Music of the rain when he hears
says, falling down is, God's tears.
With great joy our heart is filled
when see holding hands, two kids.
Friendly, together they are walking,
perhaps, big issue they are talking.
He draws sketches in the sand,
or when digs pits in soil of land,
We listen his stammering words,
he keenly watches, the flying birds.
In Dad's shoes, he puts his feet
and walks like a penguin kid,
Having the feeling of a big boy
bigger than he is, lets him enjoy.
When does independent activities,
free from all the responsibilities,
Free from any kind of tension,
and ask some confound question.
S. D. Tiwari
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