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:RedditTwitterFacebookEmailPrintLike this: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 Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
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Made me think of that song from Peter Pan…”I don’t wanna grow up!” 🙂