To Watch Them

When I see him at play ,

with those little white teeth

that charms him more whilst laughing ,

A pleasure with no bounty grips my heart.

For a second

I forget the worries of the moment,

the loads of lessons pending ,

waiting eagerly to be flipped and finished.

For a moment 

I become unaware of my existence

'Cause that lovely figure soothes my eyes.

I become a part of his joy

And take a share in his happiness.

A happiness of sincerity and innocence

An unbelievable period of ones life !

but we never knew..

even though we ourselves had passed through it.

For our intelligence keep not,

the cherishable moments of the crawling period

As years become decades

he too would forget,

those times, those distinguishable phases.

To be enchanted by little hearts

to sit gazing at them,

is indeed a ' Blessing '

A blessing which go unrealised!!!