Friday, 23 January 2015

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 FOREVER SPECIAL CHILD


A plump little boy on my lap,
Rejoicing and giggling before the nap,
Had a mystic charm on his face,
The twinkling eyes added to the grace.

My Uncle came one fine day,
Glanced at him in an enigmatic way,
Turn by turn he praised and gazed,
I still wondered why he was amazed!

With a little hesitation, he revealed his fear,
‘The mystic charm that was so clear,
Was actually so gross and out of line’,
In a gruff tone,
I asked, ‘Was Uncle really fine?’

My heart was aching,
Something inside was breaking,
Oh! What an agony of mind,
The peace of mind, where shall I find!

I visited the experts with my mate,
Reconciled and took it as a fate,
Uncle’s qualm, they too did not negate,
‘Shower compassion on him and never hate’.

‘The milestones are delayed’, we were told,
 The head was heavy and did not hold,
The face twitched but we still had hope,
The elderly kin assured that we shall cope.

It had to work with the love and strong will,
But not without the sweet magical pill,
And the company of a playful sibling,
Said the wise men, when she would cling.

Now I also had little girl on my lap,
Double the giggles before the nap,
Multiplied the charm on his face,
Improving persistently by the God’s grace.

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