My Child
I love you
Because in you
I see a child
Innocent, unspent, unviled!
Pure as fountain
Tall as mountain
Clean but wild,
Whom I love to say
‘my child’.
My child
You are born
Every morn
In me!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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