Bundles of joy dropped from heaven
Holding enormous possibilities
Acorns from which giant oaks grow
The hope and light of the world
The pride and possession of parents
Adorable for their innocence
Unmatched in directness
Genuine and unpretentious
Symbols of forthright candor
Who do not stretch their lips
Into awkward smiles
Or utter sugar coated words,
If they harbor any dislike for you or me
Nor shed crocodile tears
When they are joyous inside
Alas, as they grow into adults
Get trained in all tricks of the world!
Guide and direct them in the right way
Knowing they are the hope of the world
And the priceless gift from God!
Beautiful poem and highly instructive. Thanks for sharing it.
Alas, as they grow into adults Get trained in all tricks of the world! i think parents are responsible for it, a great poem.
..as they grow into adults get trained in all tricks of the world True, very nicely penned.
Bundles of joy dropped from heaven Holding enormous possibilities Acorns from which giant oaks grow The hope and light of the world The pride and possession of parents........much impressive with bright future. A brilliant poem on children, the gift of God. Thank you dear madam for sharing this gem with nice graphic.10
Or utter sugar coated words, If they harbor any dislike for you or me a Nature so clean they came from.. they Hardly know words and our Languages! Better expressed in simple words! Their simple silent utter would only be We do Cry.. Only when we are neglected! ! Thank you for sharing Poet! ! a Full Vote! !
Nice poem, relived childhood gaian...Alas, as they grow into adults Get trained in all tricks of the world! Guide and direct them in the right way Knowing they are the hope of the world And the priceless gift from God!
Guide them in the right direction. They will turn the future bright. Beautiful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful. Children are the future...10