Beheld a small girl in the courtyard
Jumping with rope playing with card
Her mother feeding animals at the door
And trying to feed them more and more.
Weather was fogy and cold
So poor everything was sold
She was looking so happy
Again and again calling mummy.
So nice she was so fine
I had no words to define
Her carefree smiles on the face
Shocked me but with grace.
She reminded me of my childhood
And how I lost my adulthood
She being free form worries
Refreshed my eariy memories.
When the lovely dust covered me
And so much love surrounded me
How beautiful the days were
When I was a child like her.
With my raising hands for the Moon
With the hope to get it soon
But I know the truth
This pleasure 'll be over by her own youth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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