17 Aug 2018 | 2 min Read
Mausam Pandya
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A Poem By Mausam Pandya
When my baby arrives into the world
What will I teach her?
Table manners and politeness are a given
But to follow every dream is what’s no.1 on the list
I know her papa will teach her to read books
We’ll stack her room with books from one end to the other
From fairies to furry creatures will fill her imagination
We’ll teach her to think, to question, to create
I’ll bring clay for her
Sometimes pots, sometimes robots will be made from these
I’ll bring her crayons
Sometimes yellow, sometimes green – the sky will be
We’ll gift her a cycle
On whose wheels she will discover new lands
We’ll give her a vision
So she can see what is and what can be
We’ll take her to the beach
So she learns to build castles of her own
We’ll play with her in the water
So she knows what is it to ride against the wave
We’ll show her the crescent moon &
The stars twinkling in the night sky
Together, we’ll identify the shapes the stars have made
We’ll walk with her in the woods
So she can bask in nature’s glory
Through all this teaching, we too will learn our lessons from her
Speaking one’s mind
Smiling more often &
Sleeping like a baby
Will be some of them.
Disclaimer: The poem is part of a set of 108 poems published in the book “In Search of a Poem – A Collection of 108 Poems” written by me. The book is available online with leading publishers.
Also read: A Letter To My Unborn Child
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