What is it, about this daughterThat makes this mother proud?
And happy and filled with quiet contentment?
It fills her too, with a motherly anxiety :P
one that warms, rather than distrubs :D
one that warms, rather than distrubs :D
The girl talk
The secret sharing
The tale telling
The gyan bestowal :D :D
The secret sharing
The tale telling
The gyan bestowal :D :D
No, not just that.
It's more. More.
The empathetic listening ear.
The generosity of a heart
that knows only to share.
The innocence of childlike fun :)
The enthralled enchantment in
simple pleasures of life. :)
The generosity of a heart
that knows only to share.
The innocence of childlike fun :)
The enthralled enchantment in
simple pleasures of life. :)
That is her. My Parukutty.
And, as she celebrates her first birthday, today, as my "kutty" (child :) ), all I wish is that the Heavens keep her this lovely, always, this loving and always, but always, this lovable :)
14 October, 2012
Hi Usha what a lovely poem, my love and hugs to you and Parukutty. I also wish her peace, health and lots of love.
ReplyDeleteTouched :) The warmth can be felt here.
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