What We Mean 'Children's Day'?
Black.thin and ugly
All children are beautiful
Though they are little more naughty
Making faces behinds our back
Make fun on our anger
Some child forgets to laugh,
play and forced to read
We have dreams
So, you have to fulfill them.
-We never ask for their dreams...
what their soft heart wants
-to fly or
to smell the earth...
We know how much care for them
Lock their freedom inside the walls.
We can remember our childhood
Little little stupid wishes
Hopes for the next day
Yet selfishness always won the adults!
When we kick the boy
wear torn cloth
in the tea stall
we forget about our child
And denied their excuses
Everywhere pages are hanging
Many books publish on
Children need love,
Today on the 'CHILDREN'S DAY' we take an oath
-No more child worker.
Ha ha! This is our healthy INDIA
Next morning He print his fingers
On her cute faces...No-sense, poor worker!
...If we want to make a colorful garden
It's easy and absolutely priceless
-to give love, care and new path
-to the children.Then we can say 'My India Is Great'!
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