Innocence steeped in love

A gentle smile,

A ticklish stare

They can ride us

Like we do mare.

Honest at heart,trying no abusive trick,

They are the angel,whom we pick.

The eyes are mirrors,

They reflect what is true.

They stick to unique pranks,

Leaving us bewildered without a clue.

Born to rich or oh!so poor,

They let their dreams up high on a soar.

Tired as mule,

If I give up hope and dreams,

Somewhere a child in me ,

shakes me and makes me go.

A day to celebrate childhood,

Rest all to ponder,

With their enchanting spirit,

They make us gaze and wonder.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

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