Eyes Turn Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Eyes turn
Thursday,28th March 2019

I just passed into memory
but felt little sorry
for having passed off the young age
and managed to brush off the sadness

it was always rousing welcome
full of affection and called by the name
the little girl rushes to the gate
"papa. papa" I pick up the cute girl

why this bond is so special?
for any hard faced individual?
children are specially called God's
to lessen our burden and load

whatever may be the reason?
but home is felt like heaven
complete stress disappears
within no time from their cheers

My eyes turn soar
and appear
in the search of the same environment
to feel relieved at present

Hasmukh Mehta