Precious

Lay curled next to me,

After a journey in me,

Swimming, kicking in me,

My flesh, blood and my life!

Were a spongy little thing,

Who came out crying aloud,

With long nails and hair,

Is a cute little angel to me!

Divine is your smell to me,

Pure and holy is your presence,

A precious bundle of joy,

That keeps me going!

Kavitha Patchamalai

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