A Child in the Garden: Children Poem

 A Child in the Garden: Children Poem

Children’s Day is celebrated in Pakistan  with great enthusiasm on 20th of November. It's celebrated by the teachers and students in the schools and colleges with great passion and excitement. It also celebrated in hospitals. It is celebrated with lots of events and activities performed by the kids. School buildings, colleges decorated with different paints, balloons and other decorative materials. 

When to the garden of untroubled thought 

I came of late, and saw the open door,

And wished again to enter, and explore

The sweet, wild ways with stainless bloom in wrought,

And bowers of innocence with beauty fraught,

It seemed some purer voice must speak before

I dared to tread that garden loved of yore,

That Eden lost unknown and found unsought.

Then just within the gate I saw a child,

A stranger-child, yet to my heart most dear;

He held his hands to me, and softly smiled

With eyes that knew no shade of sin or fear:

“Come in,” he said, “and play awhile with me;”

“I am the little child you used to be.”