(This poem is for my nephew - Parth)
First of august was the date
When God sent us one of his mate
Descend did he when stars twinkle
Seeing him made our eyes sparkle
Lost in the beauty of his face
Forgot the sense of time and place
Small and beautiful his whole being
Fall in love who wouldn't on seeing
Smile he does so fresh and pure
Dead come to life without cure.
Looking at us with those tiny eyes
Mocking was he at our deceit and lies.
Joy he brought hitherto unknown
Worries and sorrows have all blown
Happiness for us has new definition
Time it is for maddening celebration.
Cuddled in my lap as he goes to sleep
Satisfaction I feel so profound, so deep
The touch, the feel of the hands so petite
Heaven and earth, it seems do meet.
Sleep does he with that serenity
As if talking, he is with divinity
Ask no more where God is, who is he
For I have in him, seen THEE.
2 comments:
:-)
Indeed kids r another form of God
So simple so cute so pink so beautiful so innocent
Indeed “Little Angel”
Kids are an extension of oneself
Just as we are all extensions of
the one self.
If you see yourself in the kid
then the one self sees himself
in you
~RF.
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