Good Heart

a poem by Ramesh T A

To the good or the wicked the child does the good
Devoid of jealousy, cunningness and suspicion.
Fear or hatred or anger the child has none
But only pure and good heart.
Fed on the mother’s love he loves to love one and all,
Whether it be nature or things or human beings
Sun, moon, stars, clouds, sky, sea,
Or toys, children, cows, dogs, fruits, flowers, trees.