He may be a Catcher in the rye
That you come across bye and bye
To tangle you in his thoughts
You know that boy in white shorts

At dusk, he floats in the free skies
While lying down on his back, with his eyes
That inquire in wondrous whats
You know that boy in white shorts

He loves watching fist-fights
Or playing Robinhood –the brave knight
And cooks up tales and what not
You know that boy in white shorts

He still makes castles in the sand
Often visits Alice’s wonderland
In dreams or when he sleep-talks
You know that boy in white shorts

He laughs oh so hard
That they hear it from afar
And never hushes the farts
You know that boy in white shorts

He flinches with every caning
And so despises training
But goes to school just for laughs
You know that boy in white shorts

He cries and soon forgets
When tough the going gets
And loves in all of the sorts
You know that boy in white shorts

He knows not if he is sad or happy
Or if life’s good or crappy
But jumps and sings and lives a lot
You know that boy in white shorts

[Note: The above poem is written and owned by Mukti Masih. Any reproduction of this poem without permission is illegal and liable for penalty under the Copyright Act of India 1957]

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