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New Born dreams



She is a lovely girl, so adorable she is,
She has come to our life, to make it full of bliss.

She knows only one language, and signs that are very few,
Still she communicates through a medium, before we never knew.

She makes me dance on her tunes, whenever she wants me to,
She makes me sing anything she wishes, and I get carried thru.

She is grasping new things, and teaching us as well
She is learning new skills, and rejuvenating ours - that were stale

We tell her stories, that we forgot in coarse of time,
And narrate few poems, with a better rhyme.

She is our child, and when she takes a step,
we have to respect her potential, instead of measuring by a tape.

We will support her always, on the way she decides to go,
This is one of few things, that I always wan't her to know.

-RiskyCase

Comments

Anil said…
Good Parenting Tips Rishikesh!
Rishikesh said…
True, but hard to follow

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