Aja bachpan fir ek bar, de de apni nirmal shanti, vyakul vyatha mitane wali, apni prakrut vishranti. The poet continues that (as a child) when she fell down and was crying her mother left all her work in hand came running took the child in bossom and wiped her wet cheeksfrom the running tears. The poet goes on telling the happy care free days she spent as a child. Any grown up person at least once in life becomes nostalgic about the bygone childhood. Remembering loving parents is a happy note in any body's life. The lord Jesus always permitted children close to him, you may quote appropriate lines from the Gospel.