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Oct 2017
A lonely throbbing heart at first
Felt by her at the best
Nine months long curled in the sac
Everything seemed just black

Thought it would be eternal inside
Till the light kissed me outside
When i made the first cry

She held me in her arms
Where i felt the warmth

Eyes that teared out of pain
Was then teared out of joy

She captured my little steps
With which i had few bitter falls

Playtime passed by a sudden
Excited was she for my kindergarten

My turn to explore and find myself
She held my hands to follow the dotted curves
Standing lines and sleeping lines
Helped me to pen down her name
I could write that on the first page
That which told them who i was

Climbed those levels of 1-12
That passed on just like a wave
With ups and downs that hit each day

Life around me built me up
With a lesson each new day

Time came with a question of Doc or Tech
I preferred to be a Cook

Reaching out to different tastes
Did i fall to someone's tastes!
Who agreed on the partnership
To complete the incomplete me
Roses and blushes were so red

Special were the visits to the one
Who packed me tastes of love

Now a lonely throbbing heart at first
Felt by me at the best
A feeling- the best of the rest
A mother's love is the best of the restβ™₯️
Written by
Fathima  22/F/INDIA
(22/F/INDIA)   
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   Mary Frances
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