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MY TODDLER DAYS
An old man is not much different from a child!
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MY TODDLER DAYS



Toddler days are here again,
I totter as I walk.
Others can’t comprehend me,
Too garbled is my talk.

I find it difficult to
Control the urge to eat,
Though others remind me to
Shun all things that are sweet.

I can’t read what is written,
Others’ help I must take.
What I write others can’t read.
Writing, my fingers shake.

People have to hold my hand
When I’m crossing the street.
My own family members,
Me like a child do treat.



* Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format.

* Written as a sample poem for "POETRY IN RHYME - RHYTHM CONTEST-winner



M C Gupta
16 June 2007
© Copyright 2007 Dr M C Gupta (UN: mcgupta44 at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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