The Playful Boy Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

He shows me the dog, the moon and the tree
When the dog barks he cries
When the moon disappears in clouds
He tries to trace when fails cries
He shows the trees when hears the birds songs
When the leaves sings when wind passes
The leaves that shivers in the wind
I showed him the tree and its leaves
The flowering plants and butterflies
The coloured birds flies here and there
When the kites came in heights and he shows
The symbols are clear, the body languages correct
He makes his own verbal sounds with meanings
The innocent looks sudden fear emotions
Every one likes a little child's play