Another Name Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The child is considered as another name for God
This was taught to us in school and clearly told
Take their words for granted as they are truly felt
The fragrance is not seen but always smelt

We have to bow and praise their innocence
We can pick message and its essence
What we need today is pure form of acceptance
If God is there, and if any, must be realized at once

They see everything pleasant around
The joy and happiness can always be found
They worry for nothing and make you smile
They speak broken words in their own style

You forget everything for that particular moment
You feel everything is in order and heavenly sent
No fear grips you and bothers as long as they are with you
The psychology favors such situation and it is true

To have child is really a blessing
You don’t have to run after it for tracing
Life remains totally changed with all round happiness
Peace and happiness is reflected on the face

See the cause in their smile
Try to understand them for a while
Nothing may trouble you even for a second
Child is really a true messenger with bond