A child is a blossoming bud
Will blossom one day,
He or She sprinkles essence
Spray everywhere and in bay.
Child, a bud, becomes beautiful flower
That attracts the family,
Attracts community, country
Love creatures as lovely.
Children are like liquid water
And also handful clay,
We can shape them easily
As we like, let them play.
In the childhood the children
Must be educated and trained,
Value education is inevitable
We must make them wise brain.
A child is like a rising sun
Who can provide knowledge-light,
Like love, peace, purity and charity
Bliss, nonviolence, truth-might.
We must guide the children
Always to be coruscated,
They must not be crabbed
They should not be fated.
Being students in the school
They coy and cower,
Teachers mustn't punish them
They shouldn't feel lower.
They are our futures
They shouldn't be in narrow,
They may be doctors, engineers
Be great men in marrow.
We are all children
In the eyes of God,
We should love him and
Gain virtuous qualities bud.
Kumarmani Mahakul
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/child-the-blossoming-bud/
