My Son, I Scolded You Because

My Son, I Scolded You Because

My sweet and loving sun
you were born with curly hair
and silken cheeks
very often I had observed
a flame of inquisitiveness
into your dark black eyes
curiosity often leads to trouble
but you always proved it wrong
may be sometime I scolded you
for your silly naughtiness
I now realize that naughtiness
adds flavors to childishness
but behind every scolding
there was an invisible motivation
and chants of inspiration
to understand the gravity of
the philosophy of mysterious life
do you remember that
you were the most obedient student
of the class and your class teacher
would often pamper
holding you into her arms
my message to my son
that no one else will scold you
as I scolded you
but remember that no one else
will love you as I loved you
since all I wanted was for you
to be the best son you could be
I always loved you, always love you
and shall always love you until
your Dad’s departure from your
dark and curious eyes

(By Kishan Negi)

This poem is about: 
My family


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