A child just under a tree
sitting long to take rest
his look finding something
from his own palm
silently standing behind
asked do you get anything
surprised not
looked at me
with a pleasant look and told
it's me whom I found there
my grandpa told when you grow
big your shadow you'll see
there as mirror do!
Pranab k c
06/09/2014
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