Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Little One. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
I was secure, comfortable somewhere
I dreamed always and slept in safety
Somehow managed to come outside world
Hoping more happiness of life here
Every one's attention here I enjoys
A marvelous cradle is ready for my sleep
I am enjoying the midday nap here
This world seems to be so beautiful
More here I have to study for the future
There my mother complains me as crying
May I take a nap at least, I pretend.
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