Ma. …when you slant your head sideways
And your eyebrows curve into a perfect bow
An understanding smile crosses your face
As you try to make meaning of my stuttered speech
I am blessed
Ma…when you gently hold my clumsy hand
and wade through a maze of odd stares
a forgiving smile crosses your face
As you try to bring rhythm to my crooked gait
I feel blessed
Ma…when you stretch your legs pleadingly
And coax me to sit on your comforting lap
A persuasive smile crosses your face
As you try to calm down my stubborn behavior
I feel blessed
Ma…when I see a drop of tear swell in your eyes,
every time I defy my inherited infirmities ,
A proud smile crosses your face one more time
As you make the world believe, no challenge can ever
Confine my god given self…I feel blessed!
And your eyebrows curve into a perfect bow
An understanding smile crosses your face
As you try to make meaning of my stuttered speech
I am blessed
Ma…when you gently hold my clumsy hand
and wade through a maze of odd stares
a forgiving smile crosses your face
As you try to bring rhythm to my crooked gait
I feel blessed
Ma…when you stretch your legs pleadingly
And coax me to sit on your comforting lap
A persuasive smile crosses your face
As you try to calm down my stubborn behavior
I feel blessed
Ma…when I see a drop of tear swell in your eyes,
every time I defy my inherited infirmities ,
A proud smile crosses your face one more time
As you make the world believe, no challenge can ever
Confine my god given self…I feel blessed!
Ashim Parida
Beautiful poem and well expressed emotions of the child,which I am sure Kitu would realize once she grows up.I seriously feel sir must take up his skills more seriously and write.
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