Our sweet little children are like petals of beautiful flowers around us.
Connected with each other , holding hands in hands attached to the family bud.
Can the petals grow into a closed box ?
Can the flower bloom without the sun and water and air ?
Can also, the butterfly flutter inside a jar, lid closed ?
All of this sounds suffocating. ..actually .
Huffffff.....
Then how can our small, beautiful children grow gorgeous in a suffocating environment ?
Let them fly
Let them roll
Let them spree ...
With the winds of change
In the safe hands of us.
Bloomingly , chitterly , consciously
:)
Connected with each other , holding hands in hands attached to the family bud.
Can the petals grow into a closed box ?
Can the flower bloom without the sun and water and air ?
Can also, the butterfly flutter inside a jar, lid closed ?
All of this sounds suffocating. ..actually .
Huffffff.....
Then how can our small, beautiful children grow gorgeous in a suffocating environment ?
Let them fly
Let them roll
Let them spree ...
With the winds of change
In the safe hands of us.
Bloomingly , chitterly , consciously
:)
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