A feeling so tender…
just fills me up full…
And flows out of the heart…
it's so wonderful !...
Those tiny, little hands
when hold me too near,
The tender-throbbing heart
I feel so dear.
Full of surprise
the round, big eyes ...
Perceiving, discovering
the world and its wise.
A number of questions
the little brain would ask,
What would I answer now?...
that’s a testing task.
Every gesture so lovable,
every thought so curious,
With the zest brimming full
I wonder, what a genius!
What the world would have been
if not this way but the other...?
I thank you God and feel most proud
for being my Darling’s mother.
just fills me up full…
And flows out of the heart…
it's so wonderful !...
Those tiny, little hands
when hold me too near,
The tender-throbbing heart
I feel so dear.
Full of surprise
the round, big eyes ...
Perceiving, discovering
the world and its wise.
A number of questions
the little brain would ask,
What would I answer now?...
that’s a testing task.
Every gesture so lovable,
every thought so curious,
With the zest brimming full
I wonder, what a genius!
What the world would have been
if not this way but the other...?
I thank you God and feel most proud
for being my Darling’s mother.
4 comments:
rutuHi Gayatri,
What to say about you & your write-ups, just amazing, touchy n of course sweet, as sweet as you.
Simply Great.
Sheetal
hey,just loved it... Out of all your poems,this one is Crown..
So nicely written. I vizualised my sweet darling while reading this poem...
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