Mariyam Shadha – 4 F

I gazed at the little ones playing in the park,

Little ones yet to bloom into life,

Their chuckles full of life,

eyes so light and blue for no worries of the past,

and future they knew,

probably we have lost the child in us !

we fail to turn the little joys into laughter sweet,

learn from the little ones

learn we must,

to lend every cloud silver lining neat.

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