Have You kissed a Child's forehead with Care
Can anything feel softer than her hair
When Silk was woven into her Dreams
Silky curls formed like ripples in streams
Did You hold her hand, carressing her finger
Only Petals can come to compete with Her
But seeing her eyes Pure and White
Flowers are stunned, Blooming at that sight
Only that Innocent smile can touch You
Without any grudge for whatever You do
Bathe in that moonlight, Atleast for a while
Because Angels pass by, when Little Children smile
Hold her close and feel her presence
Before she grows up and loses her innocence
Hold her "Today", As Your only treasure
Because "Tomorrow" is going to change Her
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