Child: Oh mother! Look, all the flowers on
This plant are flying away
Mother: No! You are wrong my child
These are not flowers, they are butterflies.
Child: Look mother! They look so beautiful
Going one on top of the other into the sky
Oh! How I wish to play with them mother
But like them I cannot fly…
Mother: Don’t waste your precious tears my child
By crying about things you cannot do
You can walk around and play
But can the flowers walk like you? ?
Child: Mother, can you tell me why these things happen
I shall give you a kissy if you do.
Mother: We know very little about the secrets of life
Though I know God created them for me and you! !


P.S: This is a translation of the famous malayalam poet kumaranashan's poem 'Ee Valliyil Ninnu Chemme'. It is one of my all time favourite poems.

Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/131-translation-of-kumaranashan-s-poem/