How picturesque
The smiling face
The faultless mind
The innocent eyes
Look at the demeanor
A glance of love
As pure as snow flakes
Yes, this sweet neonate.
How can he be so intimate
How can he make me smile
His touch how gentle
Yes the neonatal soul
The birth of a charming one…
Oh God! It’s your blessings
That I count now
As I see this newborn glow
How blessed I am
How precious his birth
How affectionately are we bound
For us to glorify our bond.
Meetu K Davis, Vellarappilly



