WITH A YOUNG GIRL

Exuberance showered with stylish innocence.
Smiles burst into laughter even at sheer nonsense.
Just letting her senses feel the tickle
Her spirit was taking shape into a soul
Learning that moon looked pretty when whole.

Few gaps in that infectious smile
told me - milk teeth were getting replaced.
The stylish pronunciations amused her
leaving the surroundings perplexed.

Smiles were usually exchanged
as speakers regularly changed.
She entertained the surroundings
and pleasure to capture her action was all mine
In an auditorium with a young girl
who shall someday make someone's heart shine.

~Alok Alamban~

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