Naughty Child Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

The mother rebukes her son,
"Don't do that,
I dislike because it is harmful for you."
The son vehemently replies,
"But I like what you dislike, "
The angry mother reminds her child again,
"You must not do that,
This is my final order; "
But the naughty son impatiently protests again,
"Oh mother! I must do,
I have told you earlier, "
The mother becomes frustrated and stands speechless.
The old grandmother comes to intervene,
She takes the dejected mother aside and consoles her saying,
"Be calm and quiet,
The weather is hot this time,
The children are very obstinate now,
Try to convince him in a different tone again and again."
The mother nods her head, though not in fully convincing way.