Innocence, the other name is children,
The sweetest and cutest of God's creation.
Parents' dreams, granny grandpa's timepass,
Aunt and Uncle's reasons to visit and neighbours favourites.
Every action and reactions are applauded,
No religion, no caste, no creed.
Wins the hearts both by cries and smiles,
Makes the hearts melt for all the demands.
Doesn't know to discriminate like adults,
Fills energy and enthusiasm in every minds.
Children are equated with God,
I wish to grow only by age but to remain as a child.