An Ode To My Son

An Ode To My Son ode

You entered my life and merriment begun,

The warm hugs and sparkling eyes,

In your tiny fists, You held so much fun.

From babbling and broken words,

Stumbling steps to bold strides,

I watched you grow with eager eyes.

With bated breath I watched every move,

Anxious Apprehensive and Afraid,

But smiled even at things I did not approve.

Quiet, Inquisitive and yet Coy,

Whimsical, Impulsive but easily cajoled,

O, my blessed bundle of Joy.

As wonderful Memories of puerility gleam,

Virtuous, Vivacious and Veracious you grew,

Jubilant and Exultant me, Owe it to You.

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Arti Honrao
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Beautiful!

Charu
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It’s a lovely ode, one with the purest feeling…..glad to read it again Nazima 🙂

Jayshree Murali
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very nice …

Chandrama Deshmukh
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Awwww.
That’s so beautiful @Nazima_Kachwalla
Your poems are so simple yet so powerful.
Do share more of them.

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