It was a bright day,
The great singer was singing a beautiful song,
Everybody was listening to it with fullest concentration,
Only the little child was roaming indifferently,
But at the end of the day it was found that nobody had listened to the song in reality,
Only the loving child had listened it meticulously.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very interesting poem. The closure line is a surprise