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Animated Joy


Fascinated by a little boy,
just eight ears old
who jumps on the bed
tumbles on the sofa
climbs the steps
in supersonic speed
cycles even more faster.
Fear and amazement
place me in a piquancy.

He is a bundle
of joy to behold
His eyes sparkle with mischief.
Animated, he is, so to say,
to contain him is next
to impossibility.
it will be a treason
to resist him. I allow
him to play as long as he wants

He returns exhausted
face flushed, perspiring a lot
drinks a jug full of water
his clothes drip,
his tongue red as fire
juts out, his eyelids gradually
close. Sleep enfolds.,
An incredible transition,
accelerated and inert, takes
place all too soon.

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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