Early Days Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Early days

Who does not remember childhood?
Those days in neighbourhood
And innocent plays on the road
The energy was always fed

The days were full of hardship
For parents to keep
The child in school
And make him successful

Mother was always on my side
But she will decide
What should I eat and dress
You can see the joy on the face

We were naughty too
But never troubled elderly people
Took their blessings
And tried to bring joy and be helpful

Yes, it was memorable for child
Mother always taught to be kind
The father was reserved
But always kindly observed

He never scolded
Or ordered
To remain on road with punishment
He was always with us for moment