Child is the darling, of each home
We love him more than any in home.
For child is the embodiment of love
Gifted by God, and produced in love.
The mothers takes long labor with hope
From conception till he lands in her lap.
That day is his jovial birth day
And we always make it a merry day.
Long live the happy days, of the child
Help them to gain good traits to shield
The future of the world, in all fields
With love and caring habits they hold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem