Anitha Jayasankar Poet Quatrain

Ajju

Dedicated To a Cute Little Child Who Touched My Heart:

A cute little three-year-old I got to meet, 
On a winter evening, two years back;
With his mom, to my house he breezed in, 
A tiny face with almond eyes black.

The moment he got in, he did explore my house, 
Rollicking and romping - mischievous plays begin;
His straight-faced funny questions to me, 
And his sparkling smile my heart did win.

An evening well spent, joyous and memorable
As along with my son, he did play tireless;
This kid has a special place in my heart, 
Though after he left, my house was a mess!


Date: 08/27/2021

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Joanna Daniel September 2, 2021 at 1:05 AM So sweet, kids have their own way of winning our hearts, I too wrote on my nephew, who's two years and 3 months old now:)

Supraja Kannan August 28, 2021 at 11:48 PM Such a cute poem... It reminds me of our neighbor's little son who used to visit us every weekend, even after we vacated to a new place. He used to come to our place and make us embrace the bliss by his cute little acts and of of course a lot of mischievous acts but few years before his dad got transferred. Beautifully written and yes I am a tamilian and you??? Anitha Jayasankar August 29, 2021 at 6:47 AM Nice memories of your neighbor's little son dear Supraja.. This kid is my neighbor too... so special... Thank you for the visit and comment. Am a Malayali brought up in Tamil Nadu, so I know both the languages dear... Hugs... ~ Ani

Eve Roper August 28, 2021 at 5:52 PM Children play, even with just one leaves a mess to clean up :) great story, Anitha. Good luck in the contest. Anitha Jayasankar August 29, 2021 at 6:37 AM Yes so true Eve snd they are fun to be around... Thank you so much for the visit and comment... Hugs... ~ Ani

Mystic Rose Rose August 28, 2021 at 11:56 AM Ah, kids love to play and go crazy, but we love them anyways, such an endearing poem dear friend, it made me smile, :) Anitha Jayasankar August 29, 2021 at 6:36 AM Thank you so much Mystic Rose... Am happy this made you smile... Hugs... ~ Ani

Quoth Theraven August 27, 2021 at 9:43 PM Anitha, What's in the telling, a piece of a day told from yours. And fine at that. After all, boys will be boys. Ajju -"Mother" Indian (Sanskrit) origin. -Richard Anitha Jayasankar August 28, 2021 at 8:09 AM Thank you Richard for the visit and comment.. His actual name is Ajay... I like calling him 'Ajju'.... He is so special... Have a blessed day... ~ Ani

Emilia James August 27, 2021 at 2:37 PM A wonderful feeling when a child imprints in such a way. Enjoyable read Ani, Emilia : ) Anitha Jayasankar August 28, 2021 at 8:07 AM Thank you so much dear Emilia... yes it's a wonderful feeling... Hugs... ~ Ani

Vijay Pandit August 27, 2021 at 10:38 AM The child did make a lasting impression on you. Enjoyed the story, Ani--some do touch our heart in a special way. Anitha Jayasankar August 27, 2021 at 11:24 AM Yes Vijayji... This kid is my friend's son, my neighbour... and he is SO special... Thank you for your visit and comment... God bless... ~ Ani

Tom Cunningham August 27, 2021 at 8:29 AM Memories to cherish Ani, you can always clean up the next day lol. Tom Anitha Jayasankar August 27, 2021 at 9:53 AM Ah... yes... Lol... such a sweet memory Tom. Thank you for the visit and the comment. God bless... ~ Ani

Victor Buhagiar August 27, 2021 at 8:27 AM Children will be children. they upset all so long s they have fun. Hugs. Anitha Jayasankar August 27, 2021 at 9:51 AM Yes Victor, but this kid is so special... Thanks for the visit and comment... God bless.. ~ Ani