One Year Old Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

He stood up catching
The chair, trying to walk,
Falling on his plump back, ,
Again and again trying,
Succeeding in taking
One, two steps at a time,
Crawling most time
On the knees and hands,
Playing with the toys,
Making sounds of cars,
Calling only mom and dad,
a sight of the little one,
To fondle and caress;
His innocnent face,
But taking in all lessons
To make a bigger boy,
A man in years to come,
The plumpy boy slept
Most of the time,
Always playful, crying
Occassionaly very loud,
When he is hungry,
Or an ache none could
Place in his little body,
He lived a living pamperd
Adored by all who saw him.

Ravikiran Arakkal.