I come into this world, all by myself,
And then, I get to know my family.
I fend for myself, for food and love,
I cry my lungs out, to speak and reach out.
I get to hear odd sounds and voices,
Which to me is no less than noises,
I can see funny faces all around me,
And everyone seems to huddle around me.
I am a new born, I have a very few needs,
I need to feed, burp and sleep,
Language, I don’t know any,
People who understand me are not many.
There’s one angel though,
Who seems to know my needs,
Who takes care of me and my feeds,
I feel totally safe in her arms, indeed.
I need no language to talk to her,
Nor does she need any one to translate,
We speak the language of love,
She’s my mother, who understands me in any state.
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He he.. could not have been better for ‘translate’! Awesome lines.. 🙂
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Thank-you so much Prakash 😃
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Wow! Beautiful composition 🙂
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Thank you so much Radhika 😃
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beautiful….and innocent….
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Thank you so much 😃
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my pleasure….deeps….
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A beautiful story told by the new infant! It still is amazing how only the mother can relate to her baby and his/her needs! Very well expressed, Deepika!
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Surely, the bond of the mother to the new born may not be possible to express in words.
Thanks dear Pranitha.
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That is why it is mother first, and daddy next. “Matru Devo Bhava, Pitru devo Bhava,………” The bond between mom and her little one sacred.
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Yes, the bond of a child to the mother is special and sacred.
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