Tiny Humans

A poem about childhood, full of hope and dreams... Like the ones that we hide within.

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Breezy morning melody

An early drop of dew,

As life begins its journey

with a loving mother’s coo

Million truths to ferret out

Myriad stars to count

Curious little minds

verve beyond bound

shimmering eyes, streaming hope

filled with dreams, fantasies elope

how fun it was…

to ponder and imagine

the world of endless scope

Learning things as they grow

From words and acts of those nearby

Shaped by behaviors,

Colored by the vicinage

Taught to crawl, run or fly

How strangely a tiny human

grasp more of what you do than say

care in deeds, loving words

will help them shape

themselves one day

Learned and resilient we grew to glare

With our minds bound,

Souls despair

Hushed the child that once lived within

Who wasn’t afraid to lose

or scared to begin…

By Bossom Reads

From: Pakistan

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