Let me wander through the streets,
Let mud soak in my tiny feet.
Let me laugh too loud,
Let me make noise, unbound.
Let me slip as I run,
Let me hurt but still have fun.
Let me be carefree in everyway,
Let me not keep count of the day.
Let me think only of the food,
Let me dwell at dusk in woods.
Let Baba whistle and shout my name,
Let mum call and scream the same.
Let me shout and make everyone frown,
Let me tease like a jocker in town.
Let me be that, reckless child,
Let me stay a little wild.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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