My World, Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My world,
Tuesday,31st November 2020

Look at her world
it is a magical fold
just to feel not around
but within divine round

I look at the change
we have a child at a young age
doe both of us to enjoy
and shape the future for further joy

Why can't I have a child's innocence?
with no evil presence
not feeling tense
looking at everybody with a smiling sense

no cry, no enmity but only smile
it is one of the holy styles,
where even enemy halts
and finds faults

nothing to worry
and talk about scary scenes
they may all peter out
you need not shout

Dr Jadia Hasmukh
Courtesy: Prince Steve Oyebode