It was a fine spring morning,
the sun like a glowing ring.
I arrived in this world,
with my little fingers all curled.
As I opened my eyes,
I saw someone with a faint, dainty smile.
Gazing at me with extreme pleasure.
I, unaware of everything,
looked her back aghast....
I led out a sharp cry,
but her grin was as if constant.
I never knew at that moment
who she was, an angel...
As time passed, I discovered a lot.
I realized what was right and what was not.
I started calling that seraph, my mom.
She took care of me, nursed me,
nurtured me, like a fragile sapling...
As i grew up, she guided me.
She supported me, she encouraged me.
All the vague paths lighted up.
I started gaining my sensitivity,
as if i had impulsively touched a hot cup!!!
Now when I’m old enough,
She is still beside me as always.
Beaming at me in the same way,
as she did when our eyes first met...!!
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