hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

They are loved


It is impressive show
As we watch children grow
Make home as heaven
Bring more of happiness even

As garden looks barren
Without colorful flowers in
So is the happy home
Without them we find no welcome

You can find lovely flow
In river’s water when they go
In stream by making noise
Children too make beautiful choice

How do they make and turn?
Whole of the house to shabby return
No feelings for break down
“So notorious: as they are known”

How many colors rainbow has?
So many but similarity in half round face
What a beautiful shows they present when appear?
I wish each household has children to hear

Their movement is really healing
The inside load with cute smiling
What a face they make when refused for something!
They are loved in home when beautifully sing

Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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