Sitting on the chair,
The little baby fair
Tinkers with his hair,
Dreaming in morning's glare.
Walking in the garden
With trees fruit-laden,
Parents give a smile-
Lively and worthwhile.
Sitting on the bed,
Bending down his head,
Grandpa's lost in thought
Over battles fought.
Grandpa's lost in thought Over battles fought. Nice write.
Nice rhythm throughout poem, I like it. All about life in a short poem. Thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn
Nice! I like the poem, because it reminds me of the reality of life and I visualise myself as an old man. Finally, we have to leave this world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true child life story