Turning three in British land
Born in India the motherland
your infancy was a wonderland.
Entered the world in peak of pandemic
When the pall of gloom was so horrific
For us it was full of anxiety and panic
Your arrival was gracefully fantastic.
From lying in the crib to wiggling limbs
Tummy to side and always ready to roll
Flopping, crouching to bunny hopping doll.
Sighted you roll, sit, crawl and walk
Babbling with Da Da Ta Ta words alike
Just born to baby to infant to toddler
Now a tiny kid poised for a preschooler.
Staying thousands of miles away
Can’t be with you on this special day
To wish, Video call is the only way
Virtual world has taken sway
Celebration of thee Birthday
The event for us is a virtual reality
Looking for an augmented reality.
……. Narayan Gadagkar
- Author: Narayan Gadagkar ( Offline)
- Published: July 16th, 2023 02:12
- Comment from author about the poem: On the occasion of 3rd birthday of grand daughter who is thousands of miles away.
- Category: Children
- Views: 1
- Users favorite of this poem: Narayan Gadagkar
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.