Reflection
On each child's face
My own childhood pierces
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Each morning while we see this child dawn amazes mind. Seeing a face of a child we feel innocence and we go back to childhood memory very easily. The soft petals being tired turns into the noon. Happy afternoon reflects success with brilliance. This poem is beautifully and excellently penned...10
children's faces remind own childhood days....but I pray to them for better future.
Dipak, such a great write.....10+++++