I used to love my
Muddy blue pants
But you always
Liked them clean
You know what
It did not change
A thing in me
Because,
It felt dirty ‘inside’…
"Clean because,
they should shine"
You said.
And I should not
Look unclean
But, clean for me was -
The ice cream stain
The mud, the sand
The greasy paint
Do you remember?
The Little girl at the
End of the street.
With a dirty face,
A dirty shirt and her
Dirty little hands
She smiled at me
But, I could not smile
Because, it felt dirty inside
Is she nice,
I had asked you then.
And your smile
Was in disguise.
What was it,
That you hid from me?
It felt dirty inside…
The girl next day,
Did touch me though
And, I felt she was just me.
Mum, I know
it was not the dirt
But 'dearth'
which
made her unclean.
R.S.
It is time to celebrate childhood. To give them what is rightfully theirs a 'childhood' .
Gift a childhood today and if you do that, here you can put this little kid's smiling face on your blog. Just to remind yourself and others of what good you did for the day and days to come.
lets make a child smile :)
Happy Children's day
