Children

 Children

Children are not things to be molded, but are people to be unfolded.” – Jess Lair.

Our children are not born from us 

But they are born through us - Rumi

God made human in his form

Pure and flawless like a child

As the bud grows into a flower

It gets accompanied by thorns wild.

A un born child starts kicking

 Growing inside a mother's womb

And some keep kicking

Till the parent reaches the tomb.

Children are like a clean slate

And it's upto us what we write

We may end up creating a mess

Or create a painting bright. 

We have to train our children 

To be  our partners in relay

Where we pass on the batton 

Finish our race and make way.

Vasant Khisty