Touch the Sun


Touch the Sun

 She sits on the swing, thinks she has wings.
She wants to touch the sun,
says, “Push higher and higher,
so I can touch it soon.”

The smile on her face
The glee in her eyes
Her pink pretty cheeks,
The hair in the air
Saying, “Nana, push more, much higher than the sun.”

“The time has come, the tricks you have known.
Let’s see how far and high you can swing on your own.”

She pushes so high she almost touches sky,
But what goes up has to come down.
Nana stands by her side while she struggles to stay high.
The sun looks down, slightly laughing at her stride.


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  1. pami66pravina Avinash
    નવેમ્બર 17, 2013 @ 20:44:08

    what goes up has to come down

    she enjoys and look like clown

    come to play with my Princess and Guddy

    Very nice poem on your G’daughter


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  2. c.l. bedi
    નવેમ્બર 12, 2013 @ 02:15:05

    Nice. Motto of Indian Air Force, where I spent most of my professional career is “Touch the sky with glory”. Please convey my best wishes to her. CLB 


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  3. pragnaju
    નવેમ્બર 09, 2013 @ 13:34:53

    ઠેસ મારી અને લગભગ અડી આકાશ
    પરંતુ ઉંચે જાય…. તે નીચે આવે છે.
    તે ઊંચા રહેવા માટે સંઘર્ષ કરતી ત્યારે નાના તેની બાજુ જ છે.
    સૂર્ય સ્મીત સાથે નીચે જુએ છે, જાણે તેના પ્રયત્નને સહારે છે !

    સુંદર અભિવ્યક્તી


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