Born in India flown to London
Don’t know what’s going on
Mom and Dad say its relocation
Hard to understand for my tiny brain
Have in mind a stark confusion
Familiar faces why not seen?
Parents are in for celebration
They say for them its special day
For me each day is lovely day.
Room Decked with balloons
Flowers ribbons and festoons.
Cakes and pastries adorn the table
There it glows the birthday candle.
My entry into this so called
Beautiful world is two years old
Hopefully it will be true what is told.
I have grown from infant to toddler
From lying in the crib to wiggling limbs
Tummy to side and always ready to roll
Flopping, crouching to bunny hopping doll.
They sighted me roll, sit, crawl and walk
Babbling with Da Da Ta Ta words alike
Now they are waiting for my first talk
Eager to hear me how I wish and what I like
Be sure I will do it at my own pace and strike
Will thrill you at my ease and not unlike
Teach me guide me how to be good
To everyone in my neighborhood
Be sure my lovely mom and dad
Will make you always glad and proud
Pray for me that I will be bold
To face any challenges lying ahead
…………. Narayan Gadagkar