The poem dedicated to my nephew
Two little nephews
It’s my personal views
Two little kids full of energy
They have a good synergy
Talented, they are, I would say
Always happy, merry making
Very close they stay
Like young calves of mother cow
Remembering the moments now
Computer games I never liked
With them I do play
I feel like child with child
They do sketching and painting
With colours, they keep on tainting
Every piece of paper and wall
Not every now and then, but I do call
Talk on phone, during chatting
Come soon, they keep on insisting
Eager to show their painting
Good children are result of good parenting
They want me to listen
Their rhymes learnt by rote
Uttering like trained parrot
Exiting moments await me
Full of happiness and glee
We eat together 
We bathe together
Go for evening walk
For hours, we talk
On little things
Things that give pleasure
Things that we do at leisure
The moments spent with them
So memorable and cherishable
They may forget over time
But how could I, joys of prime
With me, the memories will linger
Like a treasure
Buried beneath the earth
Memories full of pleasure
And undiminishing mirth


{This was written when I planned to go home after along interval of time after completing bachelor of Planning from School of Planning and Architecture in May 2012.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

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