Categories Actions Age Children Inspiration Lesson Poem With The Little Ones One with them Post author By meenas17 Post date March 19, 2013 1 Comment on With The Little Ones With children I am crazy. I play with them brusquely.. I dance with them happily. I jump with them wantonly. I talk to them sweetly. I sleep with them lovingly. Forgetting my age and size I become one with them honestly. 0.000000 0.000000 Share this: Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Tags Children, jump, play, Poem, Sleep, Talk By meenas17 A lover of classical Carnatic music. An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood View Archive → ← The Great Ocean. → Dance And After. One reply on “With The Little Ones” Made me think of that song from Peter Pan…”I don’t wanna grow up!” 🙂 Leave a comment Cancel reply Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
One reply on “With The Little Ones”
Made me think of that song from Peter Pan…”I don’t wanna grow up!” 🙂