The Glory of Childhood
Childhood, the glory of pure innocence
A boon blessed by His omnipotence
Nonpareil and priceless gift to a child
Like a lamb delicate, gentle and mild.
An endless and inexhaustible bliss
A gifted phase that one should never miss
Immaculate souls of cute juveniles
Where He finds Himself in their beaming smiles
Icons for ingenuous happiness
Blossoming little hearts with loving kindness
Unstained with the impurities of world
Let the petals of dreaming buds unfurled.
Never sketch thy huge plans for their future
Let them grow under the blue in nature
Never take their childhood in to thy hand
Let them have bliss of heaven on this land.
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Rhyming Me A Poem 2 Poetry Contest
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Date: 11-11-2021.
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