Tuesday, 18 March 2014

Children they are!

Photo: Black and White
Pink and brown
Shades of rust
Smudged in dust
Not the colours,  
But a bunch of flowers! 

Tall or short, 
Lean or fat,
Tribe or Rural,
Urban or Orphan,
Beyond the race, 
Its only their grace!

Rich or poor,
Abled or disabled,
Sound or insane,
Term it fate, 
Yet they are great! 

Brightens, enlightens,
Brimful Kindness,
Dazzling, adoring 
Little masters of GOD,
Children they are!!!
Black and White
Pink and brown
Shades of rust
Smudged in dust
Not the colours,
But a bunch of flowers!

Tall or short,
Lean or fat,
Tribe or Rural,
Urban or Orphan,
Beyond the race,
Its only their grace!

Rich or poor,
Abled or disabled,
Sound or insane,
Term it fate,
Yet they are great!

Brightens, enlightens,
Brimful Kindness,
Dazzling, adoring
Little masters of GOD,
Children they are!!!

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