Grow More Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Grow more

You are not one month old
But thirty days gold
The world needs your golden touch
To show its shine and reach level

Who knows what you will be?
What the outcome may look like
But certainly it shall be giant tree
To grow with fruits with shed underneath

We have future plan
And want
You to grow more with speed
So we see and read

So cute
The silent suits
And we look with love
"Your smile is great" we believe

Be healthy
And smiley
With lot more to share with us?
We have time on our side to trust