THE GIFT FROM A NEW BORN

World is so huge, that none can learn everything under the sun

From the media and surfing and from everything you hear too

Knowledge is so huge that never be tired of learning, its all fun,

All good things have a small beginning, indeed a new born too.

Observe a newborn’s facial movements, in sleep and in play,

For sure, will be amazed, the beauty and thrill, hearts do fill,

Wrinkles and curves, our adrenals in ecstasy and overplay,

Never tires in watch, the smiles, the cooing, screams in full.

World is narrow, when the watch is on, we forget the surround.

Clocks tend to run faster, child’s expressions too by the minute,

Twirls of the body, the clutters of the limbs and brows around,

Fascinating spectacle, for the bemused spectator every minute.

May this charm outweigh the struggles it suffers within the self

The colostrum, the sucking reflex, the feeds, the sleep and all,

Learning may be guided by a divine power, not tutored by pelf,

Cocci, bacilli all queue up in wait, besides the protection overall

Outliving all such missiles of onslaughts, sauntered its progress,

Twelve months of real hardship, combating all these monsters

Sports an innocent smile, worth watching even under duress,

Longing togetherness for hours, the real charm for posters.

Toddlers, a different breed, excitement all around for the eyes,

Cry, the trump card language and the noisy message alarm,

The sighs, the brows and the facial muscles show their ways,

Mesmerizing the bemused parents, oldies rejoicing the charm.

The childhood irresistible in amusement, throws the message,

Playing with them, the best antidote for many an ailment,

Assuages many a troubled moment, Oh! remember the adage,

“The child is the father of man”, indeed an apt statement.