I saw a little boy <br />Playing without toy <br />He was merry and gay <br />In ecstasy, I can say <br />Undisturbed by worldly affairs <br />He assumed no airs <br />He played in dust <br />Almost lost in lust <br />Lust of playful pleasure <br />Enjoying time of leisure <br />Boy was very naughty <br />Feared not to get dirty <br />Enjoyed playing with sand <br />Taking sand in hand <br />Making and breaking <br />Structures of imagination <br />Throwing sand on his head and shoulders <br />Like a bravest of brave soldiers <br />He was playing in the sun <br />With unlimited fun <br />From here to there <br />There to here <br />Hither and thither <br />He skipped and jumped <br />With joy he popped <br />I saw him one day <br />But, he in my memory, stay <br />As a evergreen pleasure <br />And flashes when in leisure<br /><br />Shashikant Nishant Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-saw-a-little-boy-playing-without-toy/
