Kids will be kids
In their thoughts, words and deeds
Hearts of purity and sincerity
With no traces of depravity
Life for them is all fun and play
Whether with people or toys or with sand and clay
Quick in imitation
They observe every move and action
Some are compliant and obedient
They will never give you scope for complaint
A ‘do it’ will be done
And a ‘don’t do it’ will be left undone
Some others throw tantrums
Till you agree to dance to the beats of their drums
Tell them a ‘No’
They process it as ‘Why not?’
A few kids give real headaches
You lose it till you give ‘em some spanks and shakes
And then their wailing
Brings neighbours to your window railing
Kids will be kids
Shower them with love and treats
Hopping jumping and playing
It is the phase when things are easy-going
A game of peek-a-boo
Makes them even to hide in a loo
Their squeals of laughter
Make adults forget all tiff and slander
To expect kids to behave like grown-ups
Is treachery – it sucks!
For every adult has this secret wish
To return to the golden days of carefree bliss
