The Heaven Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The Heaven

The world of little children and their plays
I think it is precious in my thoughts
The innocent smile, often crying
Then playing with pride of the toys
The world of little children is real heaven
Bereft of little children we cannot think about

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Likes the world of children and their beautiful plays
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