At the end of the day
my day becomes brighter
and cheerful
like kids back from school.
my day becomes brighter
and cheerful
like kids back from school.
Am out of touch,
seeing him
I give away my laps
for him to replace the space
I desire to spend the most.
I give away my laps
for him to replace the space
I desire to spend the most.
Whoever hates noise
would relish upon his loudness
that resonates quite the home
in his enriched infant speech.
would relish upon his loudness
that resonates quite the home
in his enriched infant speech.
At his each pace - leap
there’s something energetic
that ever seems to exit
and never fails to astonish.
there’s something energetic
that ever seems to exit
and never fails to astonish.
At the sight of my nephew
I forget what I suppose to do
and nothing becomes important
as he himself comes vital!
I forget what I suppose to do
and nothing becomes important
as he himself comes vital!
except my love -
but he wishes to come home
make my days happier a lot.
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11 comments:
Beautiful poem Jeevan - kids definitely make your day happy and bright !
that is so, so sweet. i know you love that young boy!
As they say, all of us are children within our very private inner space.We actually enjoy reliving those memories through our children or that of the extended family. You seem to be extremely fond of your nephew!!!
A great poem. I identify with the offering of love as with my grandchild. He usually has everything but love and safety is what he wants most.
Kids are always stress reliever..
Young innocent children always change our mood. Well worded poetry, Jeevan!
He is also lucky to have an uncle like you who loves him so much!
Destination Infinity
Lovely words captured with love.
Beautiful poem, Jeevan... I can feel the love you have for your nephew.. That is so special. Kids can bring out the BEST in us for sure.
Hugs,
Betsy
Love the poem written with love.
Very sweet poem.
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