Sing Little Sing Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Sing little sing

Sing with little ones
And share moments
They will give you something
To remember past and bring

Sing with them even don't understand
Try to pick few words when they try to stand
Know its real meaning
Your heart shall be winning

Whole of the world shall be with you
To look through
Their vision
And share happiness with inclusion

"Mom, mom " the reply shall come
You will laugh and welcome
When they shall try to reach you
Falling on the way and touch you

Sing beautiful broken lines
That brings in happy occasion
No tension, no worries and no confusion
It is simple conveyance and union