Child Again Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Child Again
The weather was charming,
The clouds were warning,
The shed was smiling,
The greenery was dancing,
The flowers were inviting,
Suddenly it started raining,
The cold old man still ignoring,
A group of children he saw coming,
Singing and dancing,
How long he could remain cold and mild
The old man also turned again in a child!
He was home with many kisses of mud,
But in his shirt's color was a pink rose bud.
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