Two gentle souls fill the air with cheerful resonances. Their
naughty mannerisms, their innocent jokes, their cuddly hugs, have given life a
whole new meaning and along with that is the realization of a huge responsibility,
of being able to give them a good upbringing enriched with high values. Today,
I tried to put down my thoughts on this beautiful child-mother relationship.
Tiny hands
hold my fingers
Trustingly
grip the little wonders
The heart
skips a beat
As the
innocent eyes meet
And carefree
smiles
Remove
worries for miles
Tiny hugs
greet the soul
It doesn't
matter if one has not met the goal
Doesn't
matter if one’s rich or poor
After all,
you are their mommy dear
Doesn't
matter if you are fair or dark
Coz Mommy, you
are your angel’s star
A tiny tear
rolls down the cheeks
Overcome with
all the love it receives
The head
bows down in a silent prayer
Lord, give me
the strength to handle with care
Their
fragile hearts may never despair
Tiny dreams
will soon have wings
And they will go on to do their own things
The sun
shall set upon today’s youth
While new
horizons open up for the not so tiny brood
Wrinkled
faces shall hold up with pride
Every time
their angels strive
To win, without
letting their values dive
They find
their place in the sun
And come
home with the trophies won
Yet when
they are in the dark and cold
They come
back to their mother’s hold
A place
where every child feels safe
A place where
there is never a room for hate.
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYep Mallika....straight from the heart :)
DeleteThanks for the comments.......am glad you appreciate what I write.
beautifully written...keep writing..
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