Babyhood is a spring playing,
Follow its source in the sand,
And its vibrations, flowing, growing,
Childhood can revitalize the barren land.
There will never any more joy as this season;
Nor any more paradise than in this cute;
Loving, electrical, spring with its flowing reason,
O wondrous singer! Enjoy this mystery fruit.
O liquid, fond, liberated and bold,
Greatest creation of God, splendor lends;
O secret of earth and sky! Told;
Opens the gates of manhood, but never bends.
Oh my God! Why you are so short lived?
Why don't you go for eternity and always?
Yes, childhood is too short, but some mothers do not have time to enjoy with their babies. Well written!
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Really enjoyed this poem. Think I'm still in childhood sometimes. Such a delight to read your fine poem, Yogesh
O liquid, fond, liberated and bold, Greatest creation of God, splendor lends; O secret of earth and sky! Told; Opens the gates of manhood, but never bends. Oh my God! Why you are so short lived? Why don't you go for eternity and always? Thanks for sharing such a lovely poem. 10 for it. Subhas
Childhood can revitalize the barren land. Amazing and most appropriate conceptualization. Heartiest Congrats on member poem of the Day,
There will never any more joy as this season; Nor any more paradise than in this cute; Loving, electrical, spring with its flowing reason, O wondrous singer! Enjoy this mystery fruit. - beautiful lines- enjoyed reading this poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Congrats for being selected member poem of the day.....
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