Pratima Adhikari
When my little was born
In the evening, not in morn,
Started in four months to crawl,
Enjoyed playing with lots of dolls.
When in his six months, started to sit,
Wants to be neat, clean, and fit.
Began to walk in his tenth,
Found rapid change in his length.
Now became one and a half,
Has lots of friends and makes us laugh.
Calls his mother “Mommy” and father “Baba,”
Every time he needs food, says “Papa.”
My heart enjoys while seeing him,
He sings a song like dim deem deem.
Spends his days at his school,
Plays with friends and makes them fools.
