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Little Hands, Big Dreams

Jan 11, 2025
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Updated: Jul 14, 2025

By Gaurav Chandrawanshi


Little hands that reach so high,

Touching stars in the endless sky.

Eyes so bright, like morning dew,

Seeing the world so fresh, so new.


A laugh that echoes, pure and sweet,

Dancing to the rhythm of tiny feet.

Curious mind, with questions untold,

Each thought a treasure, brighter than gold.


A heart so kind, so full of care,

Spreading love everywhere.

In every step, a story starts,

A child’s wonder melts all hearts.


Hold on to dreams, little one,

The world is yours, it’s just begun.

With courage strong, and spirits free,

You’ll grow into who you’re meant to be.


By Gaurav Chandrawanshi






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