I do have a fear of every little offspring,

When and what question can ask smiling.

It is difficult to give right answer,

As it seems to gibberish by nature.

He can ask could you tell me father,

Why did you marry my mother?

Perhaps it doesn't have any reply,

Should I turn my face not to make him satisfy.

He can ask why the sun rises in the east,

Or to ask the Goat is a Sheep or Beast.

So many unpleasant situation we do face,

Every day, every moment and in any case.

We do not fear to fight, not have a fear of driving,

We do not fear to climb up a mountain, or to have fear of sliding.

We do not fear to swim into deep water or taking selfies on a running train,

We never get afraid to work with a heavy crane.

But we do tremble in fear in front of children,

They can easily puzzle our superb brain.

We should avoid to involve in obscene activity,

before the little soldiers of the innocent society.

They can imitate us or do follow our gestures,

Do take it sportingly as very simple they are.

We should act, we should behave decently in every action,

As they are mirror of our conscience and a big wall of prevention.

Not only big wall, they are Angels of Heaven,

All the children are smiling flowers in our family garden.