by Nikhil Jain
First Look at mom
With my eyes winking,
Looking at her,
Kept on thinking,
This golden lady
Took me to earth,
Cared for a fragile teddy
And gave me birth,
Played with me
As I was a little one,
Which made me dream
And create fun,
Her love divine
Makes me grow,
With that time
For my destiny to be drawn...
From:
2011
Copyright ©:
Nikhil Jain / Li'l Poet NJ
Last updated September 04, 2015