A child is a child.

• I am the loving dad,
• I am the affectionate mother.
• We all belong to the new generation.
• What we did not get 
• From our parents in a big family,
• We wanted to give our only son
• At the young age of seven.
• Whatever he  likes,
• Whatever he wants,
• We surely bring for him,
• To gain more affection and love.
• One day, my son adamantly,
• Demanded for a match box,
• We gave him.
• My wife, by  mistake, left the
• Gas open,
• Our son threw the burning match
• inside the kitchen
• And ran away
•  From there to the garden.
• There was a big blasting sound,
• We were wonder struck.
• It was good that we were all 
• In the garden.
• So no harm was done.
• Only the walls and things 
• Were damaged.
• We thanked God,
• For we were in tact,
• especially our son.
• We didn't scold him or beat him.
• We realized our blunder,
• And now we are very careful,
• In giving our son anything
• He needs.
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