Master Stroke Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

“See god in child” I wrote
Many times I quoted
I felt very much moved
When saw any child being dragged

Why not we treat?
And happily greet
Lift them up in air
And again back in chair

We are main tool
To look wise fool
When child makes first entry
Of course gift from almighty

We are main instrument
To make it joy fulfillment
Celebrate it with fun fare
Send crackers in the air

So much is event
As if heavenly sent
No doubt, it is
Near and complete grace

Have you ever heard?
Their lovely words
When addressed and spoke?
Oh god, they are master stroke