Love children,
They are like blooming buds of flowers;
Always care about them
They are like melting ice,
They need affections, love, care
If they want love, give them
Don't ill-treat them, ever,
Don't make them cry
Don't give them pain
They are like diamonds;
If ever you be uncareful,
They can be stolen.
They are seeds of growing beauty
Let them play ever
Let them talk
As much as they will,
If you become against them,
They will not grow in happiness;
Don't hate them
Don't hit them
Then, they will be unsocial
When they will be older,
Love them until their hearts fill
It will give you peace, and
Bring prosperity in future;
Love them, Love.
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You are very right. Children are like blooming buds. We should take care of them. They are future of Earth and we should love them. A notable and excellent poem is beautifully penned.10