It Is A Joy Poem by Nazmul Haque

It Is A Joy



It is a joy when spring comes
and flowers keep smiling,
It is a joy when rain-drops fall
after so many days of earnest waiting.
It is a joy to sleep silently
putting your head in the lap of mother,
It is a joy to get your first love
in this loveless world.

But nothing is as joyful as
to be the father of a child.

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Nazmul Haque

Nazmul Haque

Sirajgang, Bangladesh
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