By Debasish Mondol

Once a summer morning, I'm sitting in a room,

watching two kids playing outside.

It takes me back to when I was a kid too,

remembering the old days.

Childhood was gone; adulthood came,

making me mature again and again.

Time flies like a flash;

everything is gone, but memories stay.

Watching the angels laughing and talking

makes the scenery like paradise here.

A mother's love is so beautiful and blessed,

reflecting God's eternal love for us.